IN THE RIGHT PLACE

There is an inside and there is an outside. There is a hidden space and an exposed space. And then there is the spectator, who must choose where to stand. The work unfolds around an insoluble tension: the need to see and the risk of being seen. A single hole allows one to peek into the exhibition space, completely darkened by a black film. Yet the observer is not invisible. The illusion of secret observation shatters when the external audience, eleven people dressed in black, reacts with a choral shout: "EGOIST!"

The accusation is immediate, relentless. The spectator becomes the involuntary protagonist of a public act. But what is inside? In the almost total darkness, suspended in the void, hangs a blown-glass parrot, coloured in red, fuchsia, gold, a fragile, decorative, almost festive object. An ambiguous symbol: ornament, lure, the spectre of something that can only be glimpsed.

After the accusation, the group of performers approaches the windows and begins washing them with buckets and black dish towels. A gesture that seems like cleansing, like redemption. But the windows are covered with black film. They do not let the light through.