mardi 1 décembre 2009

Truc qui file comme une fusée

Ce matin,je suis allée avec mes parents à Versailles pour la fameuse expo Louis XIV que je mourrais d'envie de voir. J'ai emporté mon appareil mais je n'ai presque qu'une photo à montrer, ceci, sous tous ses angles :

Le Carosse de Xavier Veilhan qui a disséminé neuf oeuvres dans le château et ses jardins; une sorte de bonus, en somme, puisque je n'étais pas au courant. J'ai donc pu voir le Coucou dans la Galerie des Glaces et les Architectes depuis les fenêtres de l'étage. J'ai par contre manqué le Gisant Youri Gagarine et la Femme Nue qui étaient pourtant en plein passage. J'aurais adoré voir la Lune et le Mobile. Mais je pense que le Carosse et l'idée de mouvement qu'il donne aurait été mon préféré si j'avais tout vu. Avec peut-être le Mobile pour l'impression de légèreté qu'il donne sur la photo du site
Si ça vous intéresse, dépêchez-vous, l'installation n'est là que jusqu'au 13 Décembre.

A part ça, tout était impeccable. L'expo Louis XIV était impressionante mais, je dois le dire, m'a donné une bonne migraine , entre ses éclairages tamisés pour ne pas abîmer les tableaux et la qualité du casque de l'audioguide. C'était un mélange du Louis XIV historique, voire mythique, et de ses goûts personnels. Il y avait en particulier des dessus de table en marqueterie de pierre phénoménaux, un instrument astronomique dont je n'ai pas retenu le nom, de magnifiques études animalières et quantité de tableaux qui m'ont donné l'impression de me retrouver dans mes vieux livres d'histoire. Un de la Maintenon, en particulier. Mais ce sont deux-trois choses qui me reviennent au pied levé. J'aurai besoin de quelques jours pour digérer tout ça.

Pour finir, la visite classique, faite et refaite au fil de mes années scolaires. J'en ai retenu un portrait de Louis XIV enfant qui m'avait déjà marqué en photo, tant il y avait les traits doux. Le tableau était minuscule et caché dans une encoignure de fenêtre!

Mais ce qui m'enrage, c'est de n'en avoir rien rapporté en images personelles, tangibles. No cameras, qu'ils disaient. Je me suis donc exécutée, psychorigide et inhibée que je suis. Du coup, chaque coup de flash d'un autre touriste me portait sur les nerfs. J'aurais tellement voulu rapporter mes propres photos, même si elles sont floues 80% du temps!

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Je me permets de vous parler du mien, qui raconte la petite histoire de l'expo de Xavier Veilhan à Versailles.

J'ai suivi l'artiste de janvier à septembre 2009, avec mon appareil photos et mon amour de l'art.

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