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« Child of the earth above the stratospheres
Where is the secret of the lost Tehra
Deep in Arkadia
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Spartakus, animated serie, 1985
It is said that the world was flooded by gods and goddesses “to decimate the human species, thanks to the winds and the waves. «And then» there was no longer any difference between sea and land.». That « all the fountains of the great deep came bursting through, and the windows of heaven were open » and « rain came down on the earth for forty days and forty nights.». And that the bells of a lost kingdom, submerged for having housed ancestral pagan rites, can be heard, ringing under the waves of a beach, under ley sands, on the edge of the Arthurian worlds.
There are lunar landscapes, bark, stumps and gray or greenish, fragmented dunes, that live in dreams of romantic ruins emerging from caves or post-apocalyptic visions. Healing of memory loopholes in a crystallized image, branches of trees bled to blue, lapidary, torn, latent, in the process of becoming, wash up indefinitely in the interstices of abandoned houses. Images and materials crackle, crossed by a seismic temporality and excavated from the depths of human history.
In the dialogant meanders of a fossilized and brocéliendic forest in the garb of forgotten, faded melancholy myth, lurks an oceanic peat, meteorite tectonics of teeming crustaceans and brutalist lychens.
Text by Maud Salembier