To the bald rhetoric of male photographers who serve on canapés less of women than their breasts, Marine Foissey imposes a quest for femininity according to various subtle strategies. In her series Fucking Perfect Life, she used “dolls (very pink and very famous) to illustrate the complexity, the humor and the absurdity of our relationship between women and men”. And the artist adds, “” This work is not to be taken as a plea, rather as little tart bombs with the taste of awareness.
Marine Foissey says she has a certain talent for looking at herself without seeing me. In fact this talent is certain. But not in the service of just anything. And the designer clarified, “You would think that I will get an answer by practicing the self-portrait but not sure. I use my body for my photographs as a material that is part of the very idea of the image.” Under votive ceremonial clothes where all perverse trimmings are evacuated, the woman is in search of her truth where a form of pleasure lurks when the face remains hidden. There is a set of eclipses as if the wolf was watching to create an ever new idea of her “persona”. So much so that the image changes the approach to femininity. It is a way of filling up many optical illusions to create diaphanous “sins” not without a certain humor and to show, far from all the misunderstandings which make fantasies germinate, what femininity hatches beyond the effects of festive flesh.
To avoid knowing of time only the clock and the portrait that appearance creates a world that can seem unreal or sleepwalking. Yet these portraits transform what is often for other photographers only an ontologically silly parody. This is why with such a creator, metempsychosis is there to leave the realm of appearances and masks. Of course, she sometimes uses the latter for an intimate strategy of survival and challenge, so as not to be content with not representing reality through its foam. The mask can underline in its apparent durability the accuracy of the fragile moment or the imprint of a softness. A lost paradise. There is an emotion that speaks in the strength of the scenography and the takes.