
Néphéli Barbas
Les fondations mouvantes

La lune ne garde aucune rancune, 2025, wood, paint, ceramic
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La lune ne garde aucune rancune, 2025, wood, paint, ceramic

La lune ne garde aucune rancune, 2025, wood, paint, ceramic

La lune ne garde aucune rancune, 2025, wood, paint, ceramic

La lune ne garde aucune rancune, 2025, wood, paint, ceramic

L'avaloir magnétoile, 2025, wood, paint, aluminium

L'avaloir magnétoile, 2025, wood, paint, aluminium

L'avaloir magnétoile, 2025, wood, paint, aluminium

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media

La chauve-souris de mer, 2025, mixed media
The exhibition draws its sources from unstable, shattered utopias, impossible desires—great dreams of space conquest, of settlement on Mars, or of new possible spaces for artistic creation. Tinted with science-fiction narratives, it proposes a form of archaeology of the future and tells the story of how we still believe in the power of fiction over reality, in the potential for upheaval, overturning, take-off. It speaks of utopia in failure, but also the persistence of attempts.
The character that inhabits it, both clown and astronaut, is bored alone in their spaceship—are they in orbit? After a crash on an unknown planet? After laying the first stone of a new foundation? They take us on a tour of their room and lose us in their thoughts, unrolling their imagination, memories, and doubts. They blur the lines. Between glory and fiasco, brutalist architecture and childlike tinkering, the clown-astronaut makes temporalities, universes, and aesthetic references coexist. In their upside-down logbook, the world of the reverse oozes onto the right side, and childhood questions the rhythm of work.
Léa Besson