When the domestic entropy becomes aesthetic. When the aesthetic of the clumsiness expresses itself through a teasing hyperrealism, it then becomes a work of art.
The vanishing instant which, up to now, was remaining out of reach has finally been grabbed by the Mixed-media artist who gives us to see, who gives us to contemplate.
The Instanton was born, instant of contemplation or contemplation of the instant.
In addition to the awareness of the passing of time, the Instanton calls us to order. Nobody is perfect. Facing the rise of the transhumanism, which wants us to become post-human beings, artificially perfect beings, the Instanton proves that a clumsy gesture is an act of creation.
By Pascal Minoche