Curators : Christine Bouilloc, Nathalie Roux and Christine Athenor

In July 2020, the artist presented his project for Clermont-Ferrand, which was as follows: WE WERE SO VERY MUCH IN LOVE 
“The phrase echoes like a nostalgic appeal alluding to a past love, a story from another time, a better time. But the idea is not love, not alone. We are not dealing with love, but rather with what revolves around that love, a love with a capital L or a love with a capital B (for break-up).
The temporality of love, its former time, the end, the separation, its present and what comes after, and how to put it right… Romance is ultimately a pretext for us to talk about our time, which is finally a time that remains unchanged, but which has certainly changed our perceptions – nostalgic ones that lead to the promise of an undoubtedly better future. That is why the proposition is divided into different stages.

© Juan Cruz Ibañez

The zero stage: a prelude that uses light to set the tone, the iconic title We were so very much in love, a word to the city, an appeal to the world. Then the fugue, as at the opera, with a curtain rising in the middle of the atrium. The drama of our affections, from transparency to opacity, will play out on that curtain.
Stage two: lacrimosa, a time for tears of comfort for the loss of a loved one; a distress that will simultaneously unfold in reflections stretching to infinity, like a mirror ball whose facets are a day of joy and a night of grief.
Stage three: black, a projection into sadness, sombreness, distress, like an impossible, dead-end inventory. One last time, the fabrics are there to remind us of the sensuality of beings and a last breath.
Stage four: remnants, the archaeology of our passions, the high points of vertigo, textiles projected among fashion dresses and, at the same time, windless Madagascan shrouds, the dead tree of my new life saying that we are not all dead.
Stage five: the promise. A long, tender piece of music marks the time of our heartbeats: boom; boom and again boom. Yes, we are alive, and even at four in the morning by the light of a smoked cigarette, desire will always be present.

Other acts will have their place in this project of timeless chapters, such as a scrap of shroud at the Musée Bargoin or textile scenes engaging the permanent collection of the MARQ in conversations. And to conclude, like a consolation, the public will be invited to acquire a few ‘sentimental products’ at the museum’s gift shop – souvenirs of that lost love or the wonderful romance to come.

To our finest emotions, long live love.”