Florence Cantié-Kramer

WORD FOR WORD

Opening Saturday 10th March 2018, 10am - 9pm
Exhibition March 10th - April 7th 2018

 

The words drawn and sculpted by Florence Cantié-Kramer are more than just signs. « Word for Word » - like the promise of a word given or the revenge according to the precepts of retaliation, the words are taken as a material both poetic and plastic : their sense comes along with the sound of their inner reading, in petto. It is undoubtedly the link between the sound and the idea they convey that enables their presence as such. The writings thus shaped are spread on the grid of survival blankets, the black light that dresses them projecting a blue reflection. These bottles in the sea shell messages whose sense remains open : glorious, imagine, where are we now, lies lies lies, ahava (love in Hebrew), why not, Dieu fumeur de Havane… - someone will recognize the phrasings by Gaisbourg, David Bowie or the Rolling Stones.
Florence Cantié-Kramer finds a certain delight working raw materials malleable and sensual. The words thus, with their sense and the material she shapes them in, but also the wax, the lead and the light, modulated by its reflections. In an almost translucent wax, whose soft opacity evokes the incarnate, lead letters are encrusted  - fragile appearance that returns us to our presence in this world. A large wax surface, like a stele, carries in its lower part what could be an hommage to Caravage : chiaroscuro. Traditional material of cult, wax appears also to be the starting point of a rational and logical reflection that founded our contemporary thought. As a matter of fact it is a fragment of wax that brought René Descartes to his famous cogito:
Let us take, for example, this piece of wax: it has been taken quite freshly from the hive, and it has not yet lost the sweetness of the honey which it contains; it still retains somewhat of the odor of the flowers from which it has been culled; its color, its figure, its size are apparent; it is hard, cold, easily handled […] But notice that while I speak and approach the fire what remained of the taste is exhaled, the smell evaporates, the color alters, the figure is destroyed, the size increases, it becomes liquid, it heats, scarcely can one handle it […] (Descartes, Méditations métaphysiques, 1641)
These potential transformations are also at the core of rites that give rhythm to all the stages of life. Images of these passages, of these transitions from a state to another, will be found as well at the end of the exhibition, staged in a symbolical way.