Series of 40 photographs on the platform of a subway station.
Right from the metro station, the museum takes you into its fascinating historical universe, exhilarating for the person who surrenders to it.
A film by Benoît Labourdette (39s, silent, 2017, pseudonym: Jobo 12).
Flying over an imaginary city made of print characters.
Collective film (1’51s, 2019).
Post the images in 360°, literally.
Series of 70 inked photographs.
Words that are life. Describe. Are. Self. Words that end up being planted like seeds. The ink that spins and flows, and the gaze that dares not. Words that slip. Gush out. Unreadable as life. They are much more than themselves.
The intersection of the bodies of certain letters is the nature of this writing.
A film by Benoît Labourdette (1’38s, silent, 2017, pseudonym: Malcolm).
The face of racism are the words.
A film by Benoît Labourdette (2’37s, 2021).
To exist, that is to say to declare oneself to oneself, even very discreetly, that changes everything.
Tracing the letters of words, choreographing pictorial creations, setting graphic productions in volume... for me, visual matter is also a matter of pure exploration.
A calligraphy, in my own way, far from the rules and the well done. A calligraphy of words, and not only of letters. A calligraphy as a game to which I invite you.
Photographs, paintings, drawings, assemblies and texts by Benoît Labourdette (unless otherwise stated).