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France Fiction
Opening May 4 at 6 pm
until June 9
France Fiction is made up of Stéphane Argillet, Marie Bonnet, Eric Camus, Lorenzo Cirrincione and
Nicolas Nakamoto. Founded in 2004 France Fiction is a collective that sees itself as one synthetic
person, inventing collective event horizons. This synthetic person is highly adaptable. You might
describe it, for want of a better term, as plastic. The concept of open-endedness should be employed
here. It is completed, and yet, in a sense, essentially incomplete. The mentality, memory, and identity
of each of its member is still there, although deeply sublimated. It exists as a subconscious that could
be triggered to the surface. Its electro-encephalogram shows up as a strange pattern.
The main brain pattern is there and recognizable. But there is something else as well. Almost as if
another, or other brain patterns, were transposed on its own. Rather feeble brain patterns, subsidiary
patterns probably would be the way to say it, showing up, but not too strongly. “Clasped hands and
brotherhood. Sharp, cold stars above a desert of stone. The reaching out and snaring of the data from
the stars. The long weighing of the data inside a biological computer. The swift, mutual pooling of five
separate pools of thought.”
On both floors of the gallery space two identical marble plates are displayed. The first, encrypted and
collectively engraved, details the writing process as a shared history – it gathers each of France Fiction’s
collaborative titles to date as a corpse. The plate’s broken shape resembles classical Greek symbolons
that are taken, in order to be later reunited and sealed in alliance. On the lower level of the gallery,
another plate refers to the “Chiffre de Quatre”, an alchemical monogram used by early modern bookmakers.
These two plates communicate via a marble urn filled with ink fabricated by each member of France Fiction,
all combined into one vessel. During the course of the exhibition, the vessel releases ink, that in turn,
slowly drips and seeps through the floor onto the second stone below, like a blank page filled with new
significance.
For France Fiction, ink is a substance that symbolically embodies the entirety of knowledge produced
through scripture. And in this case, engraved text refers to epigraphs, which are other non-putrescible
ways of perpetuating the memory of human achievement. Considering that ink works as a medium for
the transmission and circulation of ideas, the broken engraved inscription is a promise of a future
reconstruction of fractured memory.
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