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NEAU, PHILIPPE — Etang Donne
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Saisir la densit impassible de leau. Le jour. Le chant des oiseaux. La nuit. La clameur des nuages. Lt. Le souffle des arbres. Au printemps. Celui des poissons, lautomne. Le bourgeonnement des arbres. Soleil znithal. Lclosion des fleurs, un soir de pleine lune. Les vaguelettes pousses par le vent sur la surface carlate de ltang. Le dplacement furtif des branches des saules sous une pluie diurne. Le saut des insectes la lumire chaude. Le cri rauque du coq. En hiver. Lair lourd un matin brumeux lombre fine des grenouilles sautant au passage du vent
Cartographier par le son un lieu. Arpenter soniquement sonder sonorement un paysage PhonoGraphier ltang du village o je vis, mest apparu comme une vidence pour ce projet. Cet lment naturel, morceau de paysage la fois liquide et organique, travaillait dj mon imaginaire pictural et mental depuis plusieurs annes. Se situant quelques pas de latelier, je my rends pour respirer, observer, enregistrer des images, prendre des matriaux, enregistrer des sons. Il existe un lien cach entre ce lieu et un autre imaginaire que jai appel muori pour un cycle de peintures. Un lien cach avec les les de la Runion et des Antilles habites un temps. Du reste, ltang de Saint Jean sur Erve, la sortie du premier confinement, a vu en son centre merg une le. Etranget de la tectonique des plaques et des rencontres images, imaginaires.
Cette captation sest tendue sur un temps assez long, finalement. Plusieurs annes, par petites touches afin de former des croquis, vagues, des esquisses incompltes, sourdes certaines frquences ou couleurs du lieu. Les prises donnent lieu parfois quelques gestes ou rituels avec ou dans la matire organique de ltang. Leau clapote. Les pas se font moelleux. Les oiseaux enchantent lespace. Les gouttent glissent sur le bois du chne. Lcureuil senfuit mon approche. Le couple de hrons traverse sur lautre rive en fonction de mes arrts. Les marches sont plus ou moins longues. Elles ont lieux divers moments. A la recherche dune surprise, dun son nouveau, dune rvlation. Le paysage est saisi dans un mouvement continu et cyclique.
Les matires sont ensuite confrontes, assembles, dcoupes, dveloppes, remodeles, juxtaposes, superposes pour former un paysage, autour de ltang, mmoire phonique et rserve dimages. Couches aprs couches le paysage imaginaire se transforme, bouge et finalement il mue en peinture fragile et tangible.
Etang donn* apparait ou voudrait apparaitre comme un paysage mental, un espace sensible, une peinture sonore non pas raliste, ni narrative du lieu visit, sond, regard, arpent, travers, vcu mais laboutissement dune exprience de cet tang. Une pice sonore aux allers et venues contractes, aux mouvements de balancements, aux retours incessants, aux cercles concentriques formes par les multiples passages. Le morceau clot. La peinture se fait dense. Les sons enflent. Une prsence rsonne en nous. On entre dans la matire du lieu, composite, organique.
*(Le titre du morceau rejoue celui de Marcel Duchamp, histoire deau aussi)
(philippe neau, 25 June 2021)
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Capture the unshaken density of water. The day. Birdsongs. The night. The clamour of the clouds. Summer. The breath of the trees. In spring. That of the fish, in the fall. Budding trees. Zenith sun. The blooming of flowers on a full moon night. The ripples blown by the wind across the scarlet surface of the pond. The furtive swing of the willow branches under a diurnal rain. Leaping insects in warm light. The hoarse cry of the rooster. In winter. The heavy air on a misty morning the flimsy shadow of the frogs jumping in the breeze
Mapping a place by sound. Sonically pacing sounding a landscape PhonoGraphing the pond in the village where I live seemed obvious to me for this project. This natural element, a piece of landscape both liquid and organic, had already fuelled my pictorial and mental imagination for several years. The pond being a few steps away from the workshop, I often go there to breathe, observe, record images, take materials, record sounds. There is a hidden link between this place and another imaginary world that I called Muori for a cycle of paintings. A hidden link with the islands of Reunion and the West Indies that were once inhabited. Moreover, an island surprisingly appeared right in the centre of the pond of Saint Jean sur Erve, at the end of the first lockdown. Strangeness of imagery plate and picture tectonics. Oddity of imaginary encounters.
This capture went on for quite a long time, after all. Several years, by small touches, in order to form sketches, waves, incomplete sketches, deaf to certain frequencies or colours of the place. The takes sometimes trigger gestures or rituals with or within the organic matter of the pond. The water is lapping. The steps are soft. Birds enchant the space. The drips glide over the oak wood. The squirrel fled as I approached. The pair of herons crosses to the other side mirroring my wanderings. These walks vary in length. They take place at various times. Looking for a surprise, a new sound, a revelation. The landscape is captured in a continuous and cyclical movement.
The materials are then confronted, assembled, cut, developed, remodelled, juxtaposed, superimposed to form a landscape, around the pond, a collection of sound memory, a stockpile of images. Layer after layer, the imaginary landscape transforms, moves and eventually turns into a fragile and tangible painting.
Etang donn* appears -or would like to appear- as a mental landscape, a sensitive space, a sound painting that is neither realistic nor narrative of the place that was visited, probed, contemplated, surveyed, crossed, lived in, but simply the outcome of an experience of this pond. A sound piece with condensed comings and goings, swaying movements, endless come backs, concentric circles formed by multiple visits.
The song hatches. The painting becomes dense. The sounds swell. A presence resonates within us. We enter the material of the place, composite, organic.
*(The title of the piece aludes to that of Marcel Duchamp, Histoire dEau Aussi -, meaning also a story of water. Etang donn translates as given Pond with a pun in French meaning Given that)
(translated by Florence Collobert, June 2021)
LOCATION : tang de Saint Jean sur Erve (small town in Mayenne), France
4802'06.5"N 023'18.6"W
Source recordings made between 2018 - 2020.
Mastered by Flavien Gilli.
Cover & card design + treatments by Daniel Crokaert.
Based exclusively on photos by philippe neau.
Portrait by philippe neau.
Glass mastered CD. Packaged in clear vinyl sleeve with folded insert and additional art card on 350gr satin paper. Limited edition of 170 hand-numbered copies.
https://unfathomless.bandcamp.com/album/tang-donn
Cartographier par le son un lieu. Arpenter soniquement sonder sonorement un paysage PhonoGraphier ltang du village o je vis, mest apparu comme une vidence pour ce projet. Cet lment naturel, morceau de paysage la fois liquide et organique, travaillait dj mon imaginaire pictural et mental depuis plusieurs annes. Se situant quelques pas de latelier, je my rends pour respirer, observer, enregistrer des images, prendre des matriaux, enregistrer des sons. Il existe un lien cach entre ce lieu et un autre imaginaire que jai appel muori pour un cycle de peintures. Un lien cach avec les les de la Runion et des Antilles habites un temps. Du reste, ltang de Saint Jean sur Erve, la sortie du premier confinement, a vu en son centre merg une le. Etranget de la tectonique des plaques et des rencontres images, imaginaires.
Cette captation sest tendue sur un temps assez long, finalement. Plusieurs annes, par petites touches afin de former des croquis, vagues, des esquisses incompltes, sourdes certaines frquences ou couleurs du lieu. Les prises donnent lieu parfois quelques gestes ou rituels avec ou dans la matire organique de ltang. Leau clapote. Les pas se font moelleux. Les oiseaux enchantent lespace. Les gouttent glissent sur le bois du chne. Lcureuil senfuit mon approche. Le couple de hrons traverse sur lautre rive en fonction de mes arrts. Les marches sont plus ou moins longues. Elles ont lieux divers moments. A la recherche dune surprise, dun son nouveau, dune rvlation. Le paysage est saisi dans un mouvement continu et cyclique.
Les matires sont ensuite confrontes, assembles, dcoupes, dveloppes, remodeles, juxtaposes, superposes pour former un paysage, autour de ltang, mmoire phonique et rserve dimages. Couches aprs couches le paysage imaginaire se transforme, bouge et finalement il mue en peinture fragile et tangible.
Etang donn* apparait ou voudrait apparaitre comme un paysage mental, un espace sensible, une peinture sonore non pas raliste, ni narrative du lieu visit, sond, regard, arpent, travers, vcu mais laboutissement dune exprience de cet tang. Une pice sonore aux allers et venues contractes, aux mouvements de balancements, aux retours incessants, aux cercles concentriques formes par les multiples passages. Le morceau clot. La peinture se fait dense. Les sons enflent. Une prsence rsonne en nous. On entre dans la matire du lieu, composite, organique.
*(Le titre du morceau rejoue celui de Marcel Duchamp, histoire deau aussi)
(philippe neau, 25 June 2021)
~
Capture the unshaken density of water. The day. Birdsongs. The night. The clamour of the clouds. Summer. The breath of the trees. In spring. That of the fish, in the fall. Budding trees. Zenith sun. The blooming of flowers on a full moon night. The ripples blown by the wind across the scarlet surface of the pond. The furtive swing of the willow branches under a diurnal rain. Leaping insects in warm light. The hoarse cry of the rooster. In winter. The heavy air on a misty morning the flimsy shadow of the frogs jumping in the breeze
Mapping a place by sound. Sonically pacing sounding a landscape PhonoGraphing the pond in the village where I live seemed obvious to me for this project. This natural element, a piece of landscape both liquid and organic, had already fuelled my pictorial and mental imagination for several years. The pond being a few steps away from the workshop, I often go there to breathe, observe, record images, take materials, record sounds. There is a hidden link between this place and another imaginary world that I called Muori for a cycle of paintings. A hidden link with the islands of Reunion and the West Indies that were once inhabited. Moreover, an island surprisingly appeared right in the centre of the pond of Saint Jean sur Erve, at the end of the first lockdown. Strangeness of imagery plate and picture tectonics. Oddity of imaginary encounters.
This capture went on for quite a long time, after all. Several years, by small touches, in order to form sketches, waves, incomplete sketches, deaf to certain frequencies or colours of the place. The takes sometimes trigger gestures or rituals with or within the organic matter of the pond. The water is lapping. The steps are soft. Birds enchant the space. The drips glide over the oak wood. The squirrel fled as I approached. The pair of herons crosses to the other side mirroring my wanderings. These walks vary in length. They take place at various times. Looking for a surprise, a new sound, a revelation. The landscape is captured in a continuous and cyclical movement.
The materials are then confronted, assembled, cut, developed, remodelled, juxtaposed, superimposed to form a landscape, around the pond, a collection of sound memory, a stockpile of images. Layer after layer, the imaginary landscape transforms, moves and eventually turns into a fragile and tangible painting.
Etang donn* appears -or would like to appear- as a mental landscape, a sensitive space, a sound painting that is neither realistic nor narrative of the place that was visited, probed, contemplated, surveyed, crossed, lived in, but simply the outcome of an experience of this pond. A sound piece with condensed comings and goings, swaying movements, endless come backs, concentric circles formed by multiple visits.
The song hatches. The painting becomes dense. The sounds swell. A presence resonates within us. We enter the material of the place, composite, organic.
*(The title of the piece aludes to that of Marcel Duchamp, Histoire dEau Aussi -, meaning also a story of water. Etang donn translates as given Pond with a pun in French meaning Given that)
(translated by Florence Collobert, June 2021)
LOCATION : tang de Saint Jean sur Erve (small town in Mayenne), France
4802'06.5"N 023'18.6"W
Source recordings made between 2018 - 2020.
Mastered by Flavien Gilli.
Cover & card design + treatments by Daniel Crokaert.
Based exclusively on photos by philippe neau.
Portrait by philippe neau.
Glass mastered CD. Packaged in clear vinyl sleeve with folded insert and additional art card on 350gr satin paper. Limited edition of 170 hand-numbered copies.
https://unfathomless.bandcamp.com/album/tang-donn