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Celia Perrin Sidarous

July 18, 2013

Celia Perrin Sidarous is currently pursuing an MFA at Concordia University. Her work has been presented in solo and group exhibitions at The Banff Centre for the Arts, FOFA Gallery and WWTWO in Montreal, VU Centre de diffusion et de production de la photographie in Quebec City, and Toronto's Gallery 44. She is the recipient of several grants and awards including the 2011 Barbara Spohr Memorial Award. Her work is on view at Parisian Laundry in the group exhibition Summertime in Paris until August 3.

1. Photographs of photographs

Photographs of photographs. Images inside images. Found images from magazines, books, newspapers. My own photographs from older bodies of work transformed in my recent photographs. Different periods of time and place, sandwiched together, facing one another. Are they duelling? Is one simply inside the other, contained? How does it go beyond itself, beyond the other? Space within space. Parallel worlds. Photographs in other photographer's images, their own, not their own. Like infinity mirrors, this is something I have been enamoured with for quite some time. Under this category also please consider: photographs of books and photographs of mirrors. Books of books. Mirrors of mirrors.

2. This ceramic shoe

This ceramic shoe is an impossible foot. It is also a vase of some sort. I find it to be extreme and ugly, yet so very attractive. My friend Simon told me he had once seen a black version of the shoe in NY. I am sure they must have been popular at a certain point in time. I found this shoe in a Renaissance store – the type of store that I love as a place of repose for objects.

3. The nighthawk

The nighthawk is a nocturnal bird in the family of Caprimulgidae (which means goatsucker, stemming from an ancient belief that they fed that way). Nighthawk in French is engoulevent, which I find to be a very poetic word. Its call can be heard not long after sundown and early around sunrise. The nighthawk flies at a significant altitude, and its call, which is repetitive and even-toned, sounds like it is far away. Some describe the nighthawk's call as harsh; I find it soothing. It feeds on insects and is usually hiding during the day. I have never seen one, but I hear its call every night in the summer as one must sleep with the windows open in Montreal. Maybe the nighthawk is shy in the city. It is a familiar, yet invisible presence.

4. The list of lists

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5. Artist crushes

Very similar to the romantic crush for me, minus perhaps the overwhelming waves of emotion. A form of obsession, but more cerebral? My two current art crushes are, for differing reasons which I will not go into detail here, Haris Epaminonda and Valérie Mannaerts. They have in common – at the moment – the fact that I have only ever read about their respective works and looked at them in books or online. I hope I get to see both of their work in real life.



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