Absent Bodies


When my maternal grandmother died, I felt a fundamental need to look into my family’s genealogy. I naturally leaned towards the members of my family that I know little about, and in particular my maternal grandfather, who I never knew. What is left of them? What space should I give to my past, my family and my ancestors? What have they handed down to me?


"And yet they, who passed away long ago, still exist in us, as predisposition, as burden upon our fate, as murmuring blood, and as gesture that rises up from the depths of time”.
Letters to a young poet, Rainer Maria Rilke.

Installation at the Noirlac abbaye in the center of France. June 2019.