Victor Man: From Wounds and Starry Dreams

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Open: Tue-Fri 10am-6pm, Sat 11am-7pm

46 & 57, rue du Temple, 75004, Paris, France
Open: Tue-Fri 10am-6pm, Sat 11am-7pm


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Victor Man: From Wounds and Starry Dreams

to Sat 22 Oct 2022

Artist: Victor Man

46 & 57, rue du Temple, 75004 Victor Man: From Wounds and Starry Dreams

Tue-Fri 10am-6pm, Sat 11am-7pm

Artworks

Untitled (From Wounds and Starry Dreams), 2022

Oil on canvas
© Victor Man. Photo: def image

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Charmer in the Season Mist of Lead, 2019

Oil on cardboard
© Victor Man. Photo: Stefan Korte

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Girl with Goya's Skull (Memorable Equinox), 2021

Oil on canvas
© Victor Man. Photo: def image

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Untitled, 2022

Oil on canvas
© Victor Man. Photo: def image

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Untitled, 2022

Oil on green prepared paper
© Victor Man. Photo: def image

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Eyelids, Towards Evening, 2022

Oil on canvas
© Victor Man. Photo: def image

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Girl with Laughing Cat, 2022

Oil on canvas
© Victor Man. Photo: Stefan Korte

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Self as the Man of Sorrows, 2021

© Victor Man. Photo: Stefan Korte

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Portrait of A. with My Left Ear, 2021

Oil on canvas
© Victor Man. Photo: Stefan Korte

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From A Golden Chalice

Mary Magdalene

A dialogue

Outside the gates of the city of Jerusalem. It is evening.

AGATHON. It’s time to go back inside the city. The sun is setting and it’s already getting dark across the city. It’s becoming very still. — But why won’t you answer me, Marcellus? Why are you staring away into the distance like that?

MARCELLUS. I’ve been thinking that the distance the sea laps at the shores of this country. I’ve been thinking that beyond the sea that eternal, divine Rome rises to the stars, where no day passes without a celebration. And I’m here on foreign soil. I’ve been thinking about it all. But I forgot. It’s probably time for you to return to the city. It’s getting dark. And when it’s twilight, a girl waits outside the city gates for Agathon. Don’t let her wait, Agathon, don’t let her wait, your lady friend. I tell you the women of this country are very strange. I know. They are full of mystery. Don’t let her wait, your lady, for you never know what can happen. Terrible things can happen in a minute. You should never lose a minute.

AGATHON. Why are you talking to me like this?

MARCELLUS. I think since she is pretty, your lady, that you shouldn’t make her wait. I tell you, a beautiful woman is something forever inexplicable. The beauty of woman is a mystery. Don’t try to understand it. You never know what a beautiful woman can be, what she is forced to do. That’s it, Agathon! Oh my—did I know one. Did I know one. I saw things happen which I will never fathom. No man would ever fathom them. We never get to the bottom of what happens.

AGATHON. What did you see happen? I beg you, tell me more!

MARCELLUS. Let’s go. Perhaps the hour’s come when I can tell you without having to shudder at my own words and thoughts.

They walk slowly, going back on the road to Jerusalem. Stillness surrounds them.

Georg Trakl, 1939

Installation view, Victor Man: From Wounds and Starry Dreams at Galerie Max Hetzler, Paris, September 3 - October 22, 2022. Photo: Nicolas Brasseur


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