Exhibited Artist
Ann Grim
Argentinian, 1980
Ann Grim grew up between Buenos Aires, Paris, Cape Town, Montevideo, and London before choosing to live and work in Paris.
A multidisciplinary artist, she gives particular importance to her techniques, materials and mediums, from the physical to the digital. Whether through rhythmic experiences or more perceptible points of contact, she prolongs the life of the object, moving it towards an awe-inspiring in nity that reveals the importance of artistic discourse in the post-industrial era.
A child of hyper-globalisation, Ann Grim places herself within the realm of social sciences, working amongst scientists, philosophers, historians and economists to showcase the intuitive power of her art by deciphering the complexity of human nature.
Her provocative universe, caught somewhere between instinctive aestheticism and theoretic rationalisation, plays on a host of symbolic metaphors.
We breathe the same air and we love one another. We breathe the same air and we fight one another. Ann Grim’s « Breathe » brings to light this theatre of exchange, the orifices that link us to our surroundings and that are so inestimably indispensable to our lives. When a being enters a new space, it takes in new air, which links it concretely and physically to it's environment. No presence is exempt; although air is invisible, it cements us. In arranging her sculptural elements in such a way that they form a spatially harmonious structure, Ann Grim visualises an action that is a crucial part of our lives, even if we don’t realise it. The artist animates the scene by showing us gills, a necessity of aquatic life. Air, water, fire, earth- they all breathe, but this seemingly straightforward interrogation/action simultaneously determines our milieu and closes us within it. An image is born : do ideas and beliefs operate on the same level as another field, i.e. the soul? Can we « breathe » the thoughts of other groups of humans from other areas without suffocating? Do we all suffer from Ondine’s curse? Must we sell our soul to love the other, that which is different from us? Only those who have loved the siren can tell us that.” Thierry de Beaumont
A multidisciplinary artist, she gives particular importance to her techniques, materials and mediums, from the physical to the digital. Whether through rhythmic experiences or more perceptible points of contact, she prolongs the life of the object, moving it towards an awe-inspiring in nity that reveals the importance of artistic discourse in the post-industrial era.
A child of hyper-globalisation, Ann Grim places herself within the realm of social sciences, working amongst scientists, philosophers, historians and economists to showcase the intuitive power of her art by deciphering the complexity of human nature.
Her provocative universe, caught somewhere between instinctive aestheticism and theoretic rationalisation, plays on a host of symbolic metaphors.
We breathe the same air and we love one another. We breathe the same air and we fight one another. Ann Grim’s « Breathe » brings to light this theatre of exchange, the orifices that link us to our surroundings and that are so inestimably indispensable to our lives. When a being enters a new space, it takes in new air, which links it concretely and physically to it's environment. No presence is exempt; although air is invisible, it cements us. In arranging her sculptural elements in such a way that they form a spatially harmonious structure, Ann Grim visualises an action that is a crucial part of our lives, even if we don’t realise it. The artist animates the scene by showing us gills, a necessity of aquatic life. Air, water, fire, earth- they all breathe, but this seemingly straightforward interrogation/action simultaneously determines our milieu and closes us within it. An image is born : do ideas and beliefs operate on the same level as another field, i.e. the soul? Can we « breathe » the thoughts of other groups of humans from other areas without suffocating? Do we all suffer from Ondine’s curse? Must we sell our soul to love the other, that which is different from us? Only those who have loved the siren can tell us that.” Thierry de Beaumont
