The Crown Letter — Avril — The Crown letter — Exhibition — Slash Paris

Past: April 14 → May 15, 2021

Ruth Maclennan

Horizon (Eighth Lap)“>Looking South from ”https://vimeo.com/user62783564">Ruth Maclennan on Vimeo.

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Manuela Morgaine

455 DAYS / 10 PLAGUES

455 days later, Wuhan. January 2021: this image is part of the collection of haunting images that fill my Venetian Plague Doctor mask. I wear it from time to time to look at the horizon through my porthole and give it the power to predict future or call memory. We are the day of the exit from Egypt. How not to think about the ten plagues? So that the people of Israel can leave Egypt, God inflicts ten punishments or plagues, to convince Pharaoh to let them go. The waters of the Nile turn to blood; the frogs fall from the sky; soil dust turns into lice; horseflies fly; the herds die; men and animals are covered with boils and pustules; hail falls and turns into fire; locusts cover the entire surface of the Earth, eat plants and fruits and plunge the world into darkness; darkness; the death of the firstborn.

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Katja Stuke

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Natacha Nisic

Natacha Nisic, Rebellion — It comes from the Ground, 2016 Photography Natacha Nisic & The Crown Letter

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Liza Dimbleby

Pandemic Dreams: a Crown Letter series

The puzzle of my days is more important than the puzzle of my dreams, for you should understand that there’s no dream puzzle, but rather the puzzle itself, the puzzle of days, the undetectable chaos of reality that tries to articulate itself in a dream, which sometimes in a composition brilliantly reveals to you who you are.

Ingeborg Bachmann, The Book of Franza

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Luise Schröder

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Ana Mendes

Horizon (Eighth Lap)“>Looking South from ”https://vimeo.com/user62783564">Ruth Maclennan on Vimeo.

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Catherine Radosa

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Aurelia Mihai

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Ivana Vollaro

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Kyoko Kasuya

L’année dernière je ne pouvais pas voir ces fleurs pendant le confinement. Ça m’a manqué. Ce printemps, je voulais retourner dans mon pays pour voir les fleurs de cerisiers de vrais somei yoshino (une race très typique au Japon. On ne la voit pas ici en Europe) mais 2 semaines de quarantaine obligées et le manque de finance m’ont empêché de partir. J’ai renoncé à ce projet. Je reste en France. La situation de la covid ne s’améliore pas vraiment mais avec patience, oui, il faut être toujours patient, les gens apprécient plus l’arrivée du printemps. On ne reste pas toujours dans un mauvais temps. En étant masqués, ils goûtent quand même cette saison éphémère. J’ai senti un petit bonheur ensoleillé en pédalant sur le quai de la Seine. Je suis sortie d’un long tunnel.

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