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Delaxroix to Dubuffet
Le Balcon by Jean Genet 1964 title
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Le Balcon, The Judge 1964 |
From Delacroix to
Dubuffet |
Agathe Sorel studied art in Hungary and at
Camberwell School of Art in London before a period in Paris making prints at
Hayter's Atelier 17. She now has a print workshop in London and exhibits
widely, prints, drawings and space-engraving sculptures. Her album of line
engravings and photo etchings for Genet's Le Balcon was published in 1965. The
distance between the writers Guillaume Apollinaire and Jean Genet is equaled by
that between the two french artists Raoul Dufy and Jean Dubuffet, and if
Dubuffet in his LesMurs lithographs, creates his characters from the urban
jungle, adding to it his private fantasies and terrors. Genet by contrast
proclaims that the fantasy is the reality. The Queen, the Judge, the Whore, the
Executioner, when they appear between the spotlights, or float free like
Dubuffet's Lone Ranger somnambulist, eight feet above the ground, then they are
you and me: in them we should recognize ourselves. Drama, role-playing, the
world of imagination and desire is realm contrast to what he considers a
hypocritical tissue of lies constantly papering the cracks, patching the veneer
and adjusting the masks of bourgeois society. Genet's characters demand of each
other that they admit the reality of their sub-conscious lusts, fears and
cravings. What they wish or fear to be they become in a territory where beauty,
terror and role- reversal co-exist. |
The title page for Agathe Sorel's album Le
Balcon (cat.52a) combines line-engraving, photo-engraving and colour aquatint.
Carmine and gold, the curtain is to be raised, but already we see beyond it. In
"Le Judge" (cat.52b) the deadly contest between Judge and Whore has begun: he
wishes her whipped; she flaunts her trade and taunts him. The Executioner's
whip flails the empty air in impotence, swift lashes of the burin. Stadium
floodlights flare. The Judge, ritually shod in the buskins of the classical
drama, must crawl to his seductress and lick her toes before her tawdry
theivings are confessed. Heavily embossed, his wig is his humiliation and halo
to her foot. The clock records her fee. In this exchange, who is now the
hunter, who the prey ? |
The exhibition has deliberately linked and
juxtaposed prints, albums and livres d'artistes. It does not pretend to do more
than bring, to a wider public aspects of printmaking and of artistic
collaboration between artist, writer and publisher which, outside London, are
less well known in this country than they might be. Many of the individual
prints and albums we have shown, are inspired by poetry and literature,
classical and modern French English, while others have a frankly
autobiographical content. The autographic prints by which the artist parallels
or complements his chosen text in a livre d 'artiste is not to be equated with
book illustration as it is generally understood, for this is a more equal
partnership, where the artist is no mere sub-contractor. |
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