Wind under the Wings
Written by Pierre Bongiovanni, exhibition curator for Muriel Pénicaud's exhibitions: Wind under the Wings, Wind into the Soul, Wind into the Roots.
The bird embodies the divine.
When it disappears, there will be nothing left.
Neither men nor gods.
Nothing left to tickle the sky.
Nothing left to pay homage to the earth.
The bird unites the angel and the demon.
When it disappears, there will be nothing left.
Neither good nor evil. Neither beauty nor monstrosity.
Nothing left to signify the invisible.
Nothing left to rekindle the embers.
Muriel Pénicaud does not 'photograph birds'.
She photographs what they still embody.
The myths, the divinities, the angels,
the demons, the men.
She attempts to restore in us
a part of the splendor that once belonged to us.*
When it disappears, there will be nothing left.
Neither men nor gods.
Nothing left to tickle the sky.
Nothing left to pay homage to the earth.
Muriel Pénicaud does not 'photograph birds'.
She photographs what they still embody.
The myths, the divinities, the angels, the demons, the men.
She attempts to restore in us a part of the splendor that once belonged to us.
For four decades, Pierre Bongiovanni has been involved in the French and international artistic and cultural scene in various capacities. As artistic director of creation centers and festivals, through teaching, publications, writing, conferences, and artistic performances, he explores all means at the service of art to tell the story of the world. Since 2009, he has been the artistic director of the Maison Laurentine, a place for residencies, exhibitions, installations, and a research center.