Solo exhibition, home alonE, Clermont-Ferrand
Last Spring Robert came to France with a video camera and a vague ambition to make a film. A social documentary about the Clermont Pigeon Union (colombophiles). He met the men, their racing birds and fluffed-up prize winning beauties. This as-yet unfinished project currently hangs in the balance. An unhatched egg. A potentially empty shell.
Having reached a point where he felt defeated by language and incapable of writing a simple narrative that didn’t entirely revolve around his own self-interest, the artist felt an urge to stick his hands into some clay. To work in silence. To get out of his head and into his hands and arms. This exhibition presents the resultant work, a series of ceramic reliefs inspired by a book he found in the flea market last year.