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180x300cm

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125x70cm

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180x160cm

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80x90cmx3

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30x20cm

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« These fragments, which are conveniently referred to as meteorites or not, it doesn't matter, in their elementary, primary materiality, contain the powers of poetry, the poetry of matter.»

The meteorites of Mounat... Why not? From which sky did these fragments fall? The enigma of this fall that is said on the canvas, the enigma of these infinite spaces that are invented we do not know how.
The matter. Uneven relief, worked, course of maze, of forms, of lines, a whole structure that we like to imagine as the ultimate state, the inert cooling after the fire, the incandescence, the blaze of a celestial body. And each fragment received carries on its surface the shadow cast by a certain light like the trace of a distant phenomenon.

These fragments that we conveniently designate as so many meteorites or not it does not matter, in their elementary, primary materiality, conceal the powers of a poetry, the poetry of matter.
Let us understand: it is not an idea, a concept or at the limit, a recipe specific to a school. It is another look, it is this unique ephemeral moment where, in front of the representation of these fragments, in their unusual resonance, everything is at stake; the chance to move that is not said in words and invites silence. (...).

Text by Edmond Amran El Maleh