Sabine Pigalle works on portraits in a sense of play that does not exclude seriousness; on the contrary, it allows her to unhinge the visual language, the history of costumes, as well as nudity. She blends literature and cinema. She touches on Mad Love, dear to André Breton, whose usurped role of the “Pope of Surrealism,” however, she would have rightly hated.
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