Wednesday, July 28, 2021

Angela Grauerholz (Visions, 2010-2018)

Angela Grauerholz
Rose et Bleu
2010
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
Statuette
2011
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
Villa Savoie (Bernard)
2011
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
Spiral Staircase
2011
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
Deux Prises
2012
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
Chambre Verte
2012
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
La Cavalière
2014
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
Marbled Lobby
2014
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
Untitled
2014
inkjet print
Global Affaires Canada, Ottawa

Angela Grauerholz
Deux Dames à Venise
2015
inkjet print
Musée National des Beaux-Arts du Québec

Angela Grauerholz
Between Two Doors
2017
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
Three Books
2017
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
White Empty Shelf
2018
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
Thalia Theaterlogen
2018
inkjet print
private collection

Angela Grauerholz
La Compteuse, Musée Rodin (Paris)
2018
inkjet print
private collection

Lucidité – Lucidity

     This book is not a book of "confessions"; not that it is insincere, but because we have a different knowledge today than yesterday; such knowledge can be summarized as follows: What I write about myself is never the last word: the more "sincere" I am, the more interpretable I am, under the eye of other examples than those of the old authors, who believed they were required to submit themselves to but one law: authenticity.  Such examples are History, Ideology, the Unconscious.  Open (and how could they be otherwise?) to these different futures, my texts are disjointed, no one of them caps any other; the latter is nothing but a further text, the last of the series, not the ultimate in meaning: text upon text, which never illuminates anything. 

     What right does my present have to speak of my past?  Has my present some advantage over my past?  What "grace" might have enlightened me? except that of passing time, or of a good cause, encountered on my way?  

– Roland Barthes by Roland Barthes, translated by Richard Howard (Hill & Wang, 1977)