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Ygrèves: Episode 1 & 2, Paris

Episode 1: le train fantôme

ygrèves episode 2: brûlure profonde, curated by Matthias Odin



A candle consumes our inner waxes. As if adolescence hadn't been enough for our torn bodies. Debris, crashes, heart wounds, beds of humus, hypodermis open to the banalized violence of the streets where the daily morbidity of lies and spectacle catalyze pain, we had to think our games, heal our broken dreams, to rebuild them, differently. 

Band-aids are never enough. Constantly starting over, changing voices, routes, breaking windows, ice, walling in the silence, drilling new holes, slipping through the breaches, lighting the fuse, stretching the cards, renaming the paths, changing the network, phoning with flowers. 

To telephone flowers, to moulds, to form spittles of tenderness on the dry skin of the municipalities, to burn down the town hall, to save the mayor, to return him to his mother and to know that both are crying. 

Acetone on the tiles, mold under the fingernails, growing rapidly, fungus-like, throwing in the towel, picking it up, squeezing it, sponging again, the sweat from our brows. 

Ygrèves is a virus, a spit in the mucous membranes of the city. 

That night, the moon lay on her stomach and the night was able to sleep with her. In a dream that beat like a blinking heart, a frenzied joy seized the legs that danced among the trials, the electric stars. We had to laugh at catastrophes so as not to smile at the devil within us. In the pissotières, the subways drown, the memories fade and remain. 

Ygrèves is a virus, a spit in the mucous membranes of the city. 

In the shadow of the armies of the silent noise, of the makers of the winds, of those who want to breathe in our place, it was necessary and it always is necessary, we do not know what, to swim against the contrary winds, to rob the thieves, to enrich the ruins , ruin the owners. We will have to do what we have been undone, shear the air, shape the iron and grind the time. 

Ygrèves is a virus, a spit in the mucous membranes of the city. 

And when the time comes, we will have to say I love you to the hands that allow us to dig even further, at the bottom of the tunnels, the meaning of the word freedom, from which the light springs. 

Matthias Odin for Ygrèves 

ygrèves episode 1: le train fantôme

Adrien Vaudaux, Valentin Begarin, Matthis Philippe, Etienne Brosseau

ygrèves episode 2: brûlure profonde

David Douard, Xavier Dartayre, Abel Capelier, Lina Filipovitch, Youri Johnson, Tom Magnier, Ethan Assouline, Andrea Scippe, Hélène Yamba Guimbi, Roï Edelman, Valentin Begarin, Margaux Guillaume, Guillaume Rivet, Matthias Odin

Ygrèves

'Duru Duru' by Stefano Serusi at Galleria Arrivada, Milan

'Ø' by Andrea Nacciarriti at DISPLAY, Parma

'Vore' by Jenkin van Zyl at Rose Easton, London

'Bigag & The Bando' by Theodor Nymark at aaaa Nordhavn, Copenhagen

'Mitla' by Andy Medina at Estrella Gallery, New York

'INSIDE OUT' by Poupak Sarah Shoughi at Herrretics, Derbyshire

'LIBERTY' by Débora Delmar at GALLLERIA PÌU, Bologna

'HEARTH' by Liam Denny at Greenhouse Off-Site, Melbourne

'CANDALÙ' by Rachele Maistrello at Almanac, Turin

'Thought-Forms' by Andy Ralph Presented by Final Hot Desert, Nephi, Utah

'The Laws Of Hospitality' by Travis John Ficarra at Lindberg Galleries, Melbourne

'Firmament' by Aaron Christopher Rees at NAP Contemporary, Mildura

'Take The Day Out In Baskets', Group Show at St. Chads, London

'Open Shut Them' by Michala Paludan at C.C.C., Copenhagen

'ELEPHANT’S LEG', Group Show at TONUS, Paris

'Liz's Childhood Computer: 2003-2005' by Liz Vitlin at Prairie, Chicago

'Agua Malva' by Elizabeth Burmann Littin at LOCAL, Santiago

'Decomposition Evaluation' by SoiL Thornton at Kunstverein Bielefeld

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