Anne Dubos
« How pleased I was to see you shit hot cool at the Crown Letter Salon » said Dettie last week,
expecting she will come and invest my new Ardèche Dance Floor.
Manuela Morgaine
Manuela Morgaine, Inquiète est la tête – 2nd version – sand, sponges, foam, Cagliari, July 2021.
“And in the visitation of the winds,
Who take the ruffian billows by the top,
Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them
With deafening clamor in the slippery clouds,
That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?
Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose
To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude,
And in the calmest and most stillest night,
With all appliances and means to boot,
Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down!
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.”
William Shakespeare – King Richard IV.
Natacha Nisic
Emma Woffenden
The studio walls are covered with drawings of simplified figures that look like soldiers. One drawing has a figure standing on a fire in a pointed hat and has the word sorcerer written on it. Another figure stands on a prone figure, it’s limbs used to hold the other down, it has the word silencer, maybe it was the week for words beginning with ‘S’. I think about the word safe, make a pointed hat to try on an unfinished sculpture, and then take a test portrait on my phone. Now the words shape shifting connect to the idea of changing feelings into form, ‘I see feelingly’ a phrase from King Lear the last thing to flit through my head.
Aurelia Mihai
Ana Mendes
