This is not a love song. This is not a romanticization, nor is it a celebration. This is, instead, a reenactment of sorts, a restaging of aesthetic ambiguity where one sculpture frames another. In the 1950s, French sculptor André Bloc designed a habitable brick sculpture, a cubist assemblage of angular trusses and domes. Gallerist Natalie Seroussi has lived in the villa for 26 years, and for the last six, she has invited an artist to interact with the landmark. This year, she recruited architect/artist Didier Faustino, who has come up with a three-part installation, starting with the exterior explosion, “This is Not a Love Song,” a title borrowed from post-punk band Public Image Limited, and then continues inside with a neon piece of disorienting arrows, “Nowhere Somewhere,” and “Trust Me,” a sound installation of whispering voices. Hesitation and doubt fill the vault.
Faustino sees his intervention as inhabiting the same “ambiguous terrain between architecture and sculpture” as Bloc’s trailblazing work. His sculptural portal serves as a way to simultaneously engage with and detach from Bloc’s building. It becomes an event in and of itself, while also presenting a preamble.
In “Trust Me,” the voices caution viewers not to trust the architects. Instead, immerse yourself in the jumble, of architecture and sculpture, exterior and interior, brick and brightness. Embrace binaries and color blocks (on moto jackets).