Pictures by Ludovic Beillard
This exhibition took place in Angelique’s former elementary school, now a center of contemporary art, in the heart her childhood village that she left since a long time.
I don’t remember what you told me the last time we saw each other. You must be wondering what I’m doing here, right? Nothing other than the usual actually, I came to see the parents a bit, and then quickly leave. Noth- ing seems to have changed. Oh yeah! I had forgotten how beautiful the sunsets are here! I remember that I loved watching them for a long time, from my bedroom window’s ledge. I found their colors so beautiful that they could have only come from somewhere else. I imagined someone in the distance was there for something, some- one I could never meet. Every time I rethink of the past, it seems to have shifted, I don’t know if I dreamed it, if you’re lying or if I am. Yet I remember the pain I felt, as if it was yesterday, and it’s too much. I’m tired of answer- ing to your slaps. We each basically got what we wanted, and that’s fine. Let’s stop talking about it. Let’s go home now.
@ L’ECOLE – centre d’art contemporain de Touzac (FR)