Residence d'artiste

Qu'est-qu'une résidence d'artiste ? Une résidence d’artiste correspond à l’installation temporaire, dans un contexte qui n’est pas nécessairement spécifique au « Monde de l’Art », d’un artiste invité à déplacer son lieu de création et à continuer, en affrontant les contraintes de ce nouveau site, sa démarche. L’implantation des résidences est un phénomène international, en expansion constante depuis une trentaine d’années et qui constitue un véritable « mise en visibilité et en présence » de l’art qui se fait. Rien qu’en France, le Centre National des Arts Plastiques a dernièrement recensé 150 résidences sur l’ensemble du territoire. Cet « état des lieux » montre la réalité d’une condition récurrente de la création contemporaine à laquelle l’Ecole, en tant que puissance invitante, fut fréquemment l’associée. En quelque sorte, l’artiste en résidence fait une expérience d’itinérance, en consentant à vivre la « délocalisation » de son atelier et à risquer la visibilité de sa démarche de création. Cela continue et rejoint, dans des conditions contemporaines, la pratique historique du « voyage de l’artiste », qui quittait sa maison pour rejoindre des sites de commande ou bien ouvrait son atelier à d’autres comparses de son activité. Toute expérience de « Résidence » implique le développement d’une dimension d’accueil et la construction réciproque d’un lien, mais dans l’acceptation et le respect du risque expérimental qu’est tout enjeu de création. L’artiste a le beau geste d’accepter de se « fragiliser », en acceptant de mettre en œuvre la continuité de sa démarche dans une expérience de séparation avec ses conditions habituelles de création. Premièrement et principalement, il est demandé à l’artiste de poursuivre sa création, sans préfiguration et programmation d’un résultat à rejoindre : c’est l’expérience et le processus qui compte… En accord avec l’artiste, le site d’accueil de la résidence, organise des circonstances de rencontres et de découverte, des moments d’échanges. Il s’agit, avant tout, de ne pas instrumentaliser l’art, ni d’y participer, comme s’il s’agissait d’une animation socio-culturelle ou d’un alibi éducatif, mais d’en être le témoin, alors qu’il se fabrique et qu’il est en question à côté de soi. L’important est de respecter le travail qui s’élabore, sans pour autant tenir l’artiste invité dans une distance neutralisée…

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RENAUD vs Zakir

I was listening to songs of Renaud, le grand chanteur de France....and I felt so grateful that I have seen him singing live at Bercy. That was such a great souvenir for me. Specially I'm fan of his songs....and one by one coming up as a surprise, he was singing, as if it was specially for me......
People (other spectators) were touched and were swinging their lighters and torches in air....
Such a huge place that was, Concert hall....and such a great moment..............It was in 2007.
I love you renaud: voice, music and LYRICS. More I listen to his songs, more ca me donne envie de les ecouter. More I understand the words more I become fan.

I also got to see , sitting in the first row ,live concert of Zakir hussian!
it was in Parc floral in paris..in 2006 i guess !! wowwwwwwwwwww quel grandiose !
But can't compare zakir and renaud ! both masters at theirt places.

Little Work out

Hey there ! To be true, I have not been practicing Yoga for about few months now. When I was teachingI was atleast doing myself too. I hate myself for that. Actually I have very strong while I was in US. But the moment I came back, I went through a tooth surgery. Wisdom one !! that was too bad as an experience. But that doesn't mean if you gotta do it you won't. Iif it hurts, better take it off. So I was eating, oops! sorry, not eating, just drinking for a 3 weeks. :(( I lost kilos and appetit. Si I didn't feel like doing Yoga when I was not feeling strong. That's the excuse. Lol.
Yesterday I went for shopping for summers, alone. C'est mieux toute seule comme ça j'emmerde personne. But sometimes you need atleast someone to tell you which one's better. Du coup, as a result, I ended up spending 3 hours of shopping in total 2 stores. Beleive me I could not do anymore. My head was turning round n round becoz high loud music in the stores and a little hunger ( not the hunger for clothes ,lol). Also there is some competition in shops among women, to look for the thing you are looking for, before someone gets it. So you have to be quick to pick and then try. Oh it sounds so boring.
But believe me ! I was happy to find stuff that I needed. Why I started writing about shopping is that when I came out finally after having shopped, I felt like as if I was coming out of a Gym, after a nice warm Workout. hahaha. Yes I felt that. Now if you are not convinced, when you have to try 10 clothes in a go, lets say, and be quick to save time and not waste time on clothes which dont look good on you...what do you end up doing? Working out. Even yoga or gym doesnt have these kind of movements...! anyway I'll stop it here. Also a good news. I start my Yoga classes this coming week. Grace à shopping ? I took initiative with my lovely so callled students. I'm excited to restart. Thanks to this shopping séance (session).

The 'S'element : Sun Soleil Sooraj

I'm so happy. Sun is back in France, anywhere you go. That's really a good news for me. That makes me yell out of happiness. I can wear what I want, I can hang out in my Balcony, I can keep all windows and doors open....etc etc...!! And another good point is I can paint canvases in my Balcony, in nature and under the sun ( with shade). Sun has brought so much more with it...!!
:)))

Diarying / Un perfect Journal

May be you will notice, now I've started writing in very seriously and assez régulièrement.
Because, there is no bcoz !! I was kinda inspired by someone ( Uma ; also many others before but never this strongly) and now I enjoy doing it :) I know I'm missing to write about my last New York/ US trip, Residency in Bretagne, Ecole...etc.

Today was like a perfect day. I didnt' know about it until I summed up at the end of the day.
My new internship/ stage started in an art gallery. I was offered a nice lunch ( Grec pita).
I was able to finish all missions I was given and successfully. I feel so experienced aprés une bonne dixaines, 15 aines des stages et des boulots ! I am working basically as a 'Art Handler'. Someone who knows how to carry, handle and pack and unwrap art works which cost millions of rupees dollars etc. Someone who knows the value of an art work, which is priceless. Et oui ! Faire tous ça soigneusement et efficacement.

Day passed by until 19h30...quand j'avais une séance de photo avec un photographe. At 7.30 pm I had a rendez vous for modelling for a photographer. I had a vague idea that it was going to be in a old hotel of Paris...but I didn't know it had a jolie vue on Paris and Eiffel tower...with belle skyline et une belle cheminé. It came to me as a surprise also to meet the photographer for the first time. Had only coresspodances through email and phone. The photo shoot was improvised, the photographer is an amateur. So I listened to myself, also to his guidelines, followed my instincts, deep breath ....and c'est fait, parfait. It went really well, also I posed with my new hair cut of which I was not very confident about. But when he showed me pics on his computer instantly, I was Wowwing. Yes, j'adore celle ci, celle -la....
What I like about (my) modelling is: it's not only about physical beauty. Suddenly I feel my internal self takes over the external one. I'm no more the same person as I was whole day.I'm with myself, lost in deep thoughts. You never know which emotion when shows on the face will be clicked by photographer. C'est comme ci le temps s'arretait. It's magic and it renews me. Je le fais de temps en temps et cela me convient :)

And then to finish this day with, I talked to a couple in the Metro train while coming back home. Why I'm telling this ? Coz in Paris none jumps into a conversation so easily. But I did, parce que le couple avait pleins des doudou/ nou nours avec eux. I was tempted to see those stuff toys which said , Je t'aime....etc..! So on asking them where did they buy from, I got a perfect reply. They didn't buy those stuff toys, they won at Foire du Throne. A mela going on in Paris. So my next under-the-sun outing is going to be Foire du Throne. I knew it was going on these days, but had no real motivation to go and not miss. Now at least I know I'm going for sure :) Thanks to that couple and my instincts that I asked them...que j'ai osé à les demander. Bt the way it was an arabic couple.

Special moments

Yes, After spending some nice moments with someone somewhere, what one can do to keep them alive forever in mind and life? Pictures can't be taken, don't even want pics for that matter....ayi yayiiiyai No flash !!

Yaadein in hindi...souvenirs in french...
There is special beauty in those secret moments which are so personal. Only you know they are so valuable for you in that particular time you are living them. I'm glad I have lived them and I'm living them. Which I secretly admire.

Like a picture perfect. I remember of those moments whenever I see beauty and happiness around.
Colza...Sarson, bright Yellow Mustard fields when I drive back home... After rain beautiful sun rays over washed greens....this is what I like and it fills up my heart with happiness and my eyes with something like morning's fresh dewdrops....! so pure n perfect.

My sweet moments......often unexpected, unknown to others....are exactly like this. It's like I hold a secret almirah inside me. Or I feel pregnant with those memories which make me feel beautiful and make me smile. I love you dear ones.

I hate Postal service

Recently I have been bugged by INDIAN postal service.
I hope I'm not wrong, or I hope I'm.
I have been sending things, greeting cards, parcels to my parents in Delhi from France n US ...but they hardly receive things.....THAT CRIVES ME CRAZY.

Other day, I ordered a TSHIRT for my Dad from Internet. I was so excited, coz I was able to design the T myself, with one of my art works' image on it.
I called him asking Papa..now you should have gotten it, a surprise !!
He says..after knowing what it was, " ohhh, now the Postman must be wearing the 'T' and roaming around happily........" UHHH
I hate that. Shouldnt they deliver things correctly ?
Also from NY last month, I sent G-cards for mom's bday......She didn't receive them.

Sometimes we send emotions with them inside..;one shoudnt play.

PS: updated on 2nd May. My dad received the Tshirts... but my Mom not the Gretting cards :(
Why the postal service sooooo slowww ?

Boredom/ Reasons to do things

I was getting bored, was unable to concentrate on what I wanted to do. So thot I will share with netizens, why I came to France.
haha, interesting topic, n'est ce pas ?

Si , my art work was taking inspirations from European impressionists and expressionist artists. I needed more and more to learn about few of those artists, while I was in College of Art ,delhi.
I had a teacher who had been to Paris, a french art school. And I read about many other Indian artists, who were glad to have been a student to French art College ( ecole de beaux arts). Who would not want to go to Paris- a haute fashion city, at the age of 22 , discover culture of wines !! Do I need more reasons.
Now question came, should I ? Will I ? What do I need ? ...etc
Well, learning a foreign language is never a harm. So I started learning french in 2002. Where as the envy to go to France to study started in 2000. While learningfrench too, there were competitions at Alliance Francaise, which I used to win, due to my capacity of writing poems or create things in french and art. So that encouraged me and gave chances to reahc at a good level of french ...for almost free :))

At the end of my BFA in 2004 , I got a scholarship by Spic Macay, who promote Indian art and culture to specially youngs. I worked under Smt Anjolie Ela Menon. She also had to be a student once in France. Now I was more and more sure. I got a positive result from French ecole. Things were going positive in all directions... I got encouragements from my dear family and professors around. I had to miss my friend circle for that...! Nobody around me in my Art College was in any of art colleges abroad. So I feel really privelidged and lucky :))

i.e. I applied to US , UK , France for Masters in Art. I was accepted in US and France. Then decision ....? France came to be more economic and was always my focus.

Yeppppp zooomm...boom baramm PARISSSSSSSSS !!

Also I knew a french guy / artist known to me since 2000, who lives in Paris. Who was a kind of a correspondent for me from India. Thanks to him :))

Away from home

changing a place, going for some reasons, out of your home country.
all alone.
imagine cultural differnces, social differences, inter-personnal and relational differences, formalities, language, food and climate......etc

to adjust to all that takes time and a voluntary effort.
there r alwayd gud and bad experiences during this voyage .
kehte hain na : thokare khane se hee insaan seekhta hai .

from quite a some time, I have been having trying to understand the word' friend', which we tend to use so often.
Expectations, needs, differences, attitude, lifestyle...........!
all that is about life !!
will post more , later ;)

My First Timers..............

Alors,....
Enjoy my First timers, meaning, experiences for the first time, but would remember for the life time ,lol ,and as we say, there is always a first time for everything.

- Got hair cut very short after 8 years..in 2008 .Was carrying long hair since 2000...or more. Lets c if it will harm my Bollywood buisness, hehe kidding !

- Sat beside the director of Ecole d'art in his car,alone with him (lift). Would NEVER do that again ! ( je me retrouvais seule avec lui dans sa voiture)...

- Modelling / posed for children' drawing classes in saree n suits . Their paintings were original,magnifique,they took my heart away.(age 4 to 10 yrs)They never drew and painted 'an indian princess' before( thats what they called me ,seriously ).

- Stayed so far, n longer from my parents. emotionnal challenge.

- Cooked Dal chawal in my Ecole's canteen, which was run by students. (n earned sum pocket money)

- Have an American jeeju.

- Yoga teacher for international students in french.

- First Indian to join my Ecole d'art of Cergy :))

- First secret love affair at the age of 14 :))

- Played a side role in a french feature filM ( with Monica Bellucci, Depardue, Islid lebesco... )

- Had so many Rendez vous' in my Life. (appointments n meetings,agendas..) I felt in demand and responsible.

- i still remember my first conversation in full french with a lady on telephone( i could understand and make her understand myself). I gained confidence for french. Quand je venais d'arriver en france.The moment the conversation ended, I shouted loud out of happiness to my friend who was supposed to help me during talk on phone.I did it alone:)

- Found Indians in France on Orkut :( ,lol)

- Teaching bollywood dance for the first time in my life. Never thought before in India. In France, people want to learn indian dance. ( same case for yoga).

- Learnt SWIMMING in France, without a professional guide, in 2005. I learnt through Friends only in Two days. bRavo à these girls !!

- Have an apartment (while student) with a Balcony :)

- I have been modelling too for photographers......what gr8 fun !
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