Gerald Faway
The artists’ world is made of masks, costumes and volumes. Are they witnesses to the liégeois origin of the artist? Nothing is less certain. The masks and costumes serve as a necessity to show what we choose to hide. Every being on this planet is the product of what they have lived. Diverse influences, conscious or unconscious distortions from the eyes of the Other. Imitations, habits and customs…everything takes us back to appearance. Armel Job’s text remains a perfect illustration thereof:
« Life is a theatre. Hardly born, we are pushed on stage. We catch a costume in mid-air, a mask to cover ourselves. We are slipped a text with gaps. The good and the bad are already onstage. How to distinguish them? We somehow improvise until we stumble upon our destiny, while hidden in the shadows on the other side of the curtain, a gaze of a hundred eyes devours us in silence. »
