Marcelle Alix ouverte
I’m nobody ! Who are you ? Are you -Nobody - too ? Then there’s a pair of us ! Emily Dickinson, excerpt from "I’m Nobody! Who are you?" (1951)
In the face of the robustness of reality and the absence of a magical talisman, we express — for our 10th anniversary — three wishes that should not dent the natural order of things: that artists will be on our side, just as we are on theirs. That our projects will be peaceful and subtle, regardless of their context. That we will never forget our enjoyment and yours, even though one must repeat gestures and ideas within a perfectly identified system. Without further eloquence, you are invited to discover all the gestures of the 58 invited artists*, who are all involved in our trajectory, as well as in the gallery life. Today, let’s continue to open up Marcelle Alix through this fragment that splits into parts, that multiplies or stands still, originating from one of the three poems that Marjorie Micucci** has recently completed, by thinking about what has so often kept her among us, within this framework that has witnessed the birth of a thousand stories, ten years ago already.