JEREMY STIGTER EN

Flesh. A connection between the body’s different parts, a connection between human beings. We are, indeed, all made of flesh: tender flesh, soft flesh, toned. Masses of flesh, young, fresh flesh, old, flaccid flesh, at every stage, flesh lives, vibrates, full of palpitations… Flesh exists beyond the beat of the heart. A source of passion, obsession, fascination, terror – its quantity, its shape and other characteristics, flesh is with us, always, in all its various manifestations. As our primary topography, it awakens us and it’s intense presence never ceases to ‘tickle’ our curiosity, our senses, and in our wanderings connects, allowing for a sense of communion as well as transcendence. Sometimes flesh is only pain, disgust, loathing.

Chère chair (Dear Flesh – Fabulous Flesh) sets out examine, to scrutinize this matter that makes us who we are. Farida Le Suavé’s sculptures are both ambiguous and dynamic : full of desire, languorous at times, closed on themselves and in flight at others… As for Jeremy Stigter’s photographs, if the camera’s lens appears painfully close, its subject, the female figure, seems strangely distant; a vague sense of derision lends an odd touch to the display of so much flesh. Luminous shapes, profound obscurities, suggestive, even delicious, shadows… The eye is puzzled, not quite sure what it beholds.