Ellipse
I tell myself sometimes that I am following a road which has already
been taken several times before, and am surprised by this discovery,
sure as I was a few moments earlier of a path leading straight ahead.
No doubt it is a kind of happy awakening. The real step forward would
be to stop short once aware of the illusion. To continue on may way in
the same direction, believing l am making progress, can certainly only
lead to an irremediable regression. In any case, such an awakening
forces me to make a choice.
Sometimes I find myself faced with a radical dilemma: keep everything,
or give everything up. Our experience, past or to came, is imprisoned
in an irreversible temporal order. All of a sudden I have to make a
perilous decision - it's as if I had to make my way along a thin cord
without being a tight-rope walker. The feeling I still had, just before
the need to choose became apparent, now turns out to be illusory. Faced
with the gap which suddenly opens up between the image I had of reality
and the reality revealed to me on waking, my consciousness is
transformed. It tries to assimilate the reality just revealed with the
image it has of the world, and to invest it with an enormous amount of
energy in order to enlarge it. May this energy guide me on my walk
along the tight-rope, may it let me catch a glimpse of a new world
beyond all already-known dimensions... that is my most profound desire.
Artists have long evoked the image of the Universe and the Earth tram
different perspectives. Often I imagine myself observing the Earth from
a very distant vantage point, at the other end of the universe, and I
wonder then what form the earth would take if one compressed it to the
point of flattening it completely (1). Reduced to a flat surface, the
result, in my imagination, would be an ellipse rather than a perfect
circle. Its two poles, the Arctic and the Antarctic, would be flattened
into a two-dimensional surface. However, refusing to be superposed and
to unite in a single median point, they would alter the forming circle,
making it an ellipse of which they would be the focal points. These two
foci make me think of Yin and Yang. I imagine a gigantic spiral
stretched between the two opposing poles, inhaling and exhaling the
magnetic force of the Earth. I also try to transpose it into a temporal
dimension: it would then become a spiral traversing lime from the pole
of the past toward that of the future. Man would be a minute electron
circulating in its magnetic field. It should perhaps be said that my
vision of the ellipse is inspired less by the flattening of the earth
than by that of the magnetic field in its spiral form: if crushed by a
lateral force, what would result would again be an ellipse.
We can note that the word ellipse comes, by way of the Latin ellipsis,
from the Greek elleipsis, which etymologically signifies lack (2).
Apart from the geometrical figure, it refers to the omission of one or
more words which are insinuated, the interlocutor knowing tacitly how
to provide them spontaneously. What this practice implies (tacit or
prior agreement, shared supposition and innuendo) can turn out to be
absolutely incomprehensible to any third party not in a position to
have access to it. For him, in other words, the presence of an ellipse
can render the meaning of what is heard completely opaque. And
effectively, the world is made up, essentially, of people who rub
shoulders whilst turning their backs on each other. At any given moment
we run the risk of finding ourselves prisoners in our little, closed
worlds. Yet we need to force ourselves to hold a hand out to another
world, to the world of the other. Only then will we be able to see our
perspectives break free, only then will we attain a point of view
allowing us to embrace the totality of other worlds from the firmament,
and discover, amongst the multitude of ellipses disseminated across the
Universe, the Ellipse par excellence. The image of the ellipse, at once
a geometrical figure with a double focal point - Yin and Yang - and an
art of communication presupposing a closed space of verbal exchange, is
nothing less than a metaphor of Man. Man himself has two points of
focus: good and evil. At first sight they may look like two mutually
exclusive surfaces - and yet they are interchangeable depending on the
position one is in. In this respect, they appear less like two
diametrically opposed poles than juxtaposed points, two foci cohabiting
on a single plane. The Ellipse that I bring into being in the middle of
a canvas when it is bleached represents, as if by an empty imprint, Man
caught in his impetus at the very moment when, with all his might, he
throws himself into passing through time. My work aims to restore, if
only for a single instant, the manner in which the successive layers of
time cover the original state of human existence, as do the successive
layers of earth over the ruins of an ancient civilisation. The bleach
has the task of driving away the scoriae of time. To be sure, I don't
deny that the use of decoloring agents may have dangerous effects -
which indicates the intervention of a certain violence. But this
violence is there, I hope, so that the Ellipse can awaken us even more
surely, bringing us back to the origins of Life.
(1) "There are several spots in the
form of
globes flattened at the poles. They seem to revolve on a complex orbit
in the greenery. You would like to come closer, but going near one
makes the others retreat. You feel transported to a discovery of the
sumptuousness of the Universe. "
From the artist's text in the catalogue published for the urban
sculpture competition held in the honour of Henri Gaudier-Brzeska at
St-Jean-de-Braye, France, 1992 (Concours / Sculpteurs dans la Ville:
Hommage à Henri Gaudier-Brzeska).
(2) Petit Robert French Dictionary: "Ellipse- syntactic or stylistic
omission of one or more words which the mind provides more or less
spontaneously (...) Art of summary or innuendo. 'There is no question
of him telling everything, he knows much more than he says. It is
simply that language is ellipse.' (Sartre)(...) Metaphor of 'lack'"
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