ni larmes, ni pertes

Fluids glide along the grooves of our backs, settling into the hollows of our bones.

Neither tears nor losses, but a substance that flows, elusive. It extracts itself, infiltrates, holds back, spills forth, weaving a network of interstices between the visible and the intangible. A back-and-forth sound accompanies its passage: a diffuse, contagious tension, where spaces intermingle.

Fluidity insinuates itself into the everyday, winding through the porosities of our social and bodily structures, spreading like a whisper or a wave. It doesn't impose itself; it circulates, and in this circulation, it disturbs, questions, and opens up breaches.

Neither tears nor losses are rooted in these zones of turbulence, where norms are ruffled, where narratives shift. The body becomes multiple, identities ever-changing. Each tension becomes a blend, each rupture a point of contact. This movement, both intimate and collective, connects us to our own material realities, to our shared experiences, to our forms of attachment.

These fluids, whether symbolic, social, intimate, environmental, or political, resonate with the imbalances of the world. They traverse borders, memories, and struggles. They slip into the folds of our desires, sometimes contradictory, never fixed. They do not seek to conquer, but to weave, to connect us differently.


Artists :

Melanie Bayle, Josepha Costelloe,
Marie Dubus, Sacha Giraudet,
Bettina Saroyan, Maud Layrax,
Louisa Trapier, Human Chuo, 
Lola Levent and Camille Corleon.
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