In Japan, when a home becomes a prison many consider escaping. Insisting upon their dramatic disappearance. Before seeking the freedom, which they have long been deprived of, they come back to roam and make their husbands suffer, aside from fear, it is a gruelling nostalgia for time gone by and triggers feelings of sorrow and regret. But it is also just a bit of fun. In this series of self-portraits, France Dubois allows herself to be haunted by the macabre projects of deceased women of traditional Japanese households and places their floating and lifeless silhouettes here and there just as it happens in so many conversations and funerals where each appearance is the reason behind starting a domestic novel.
Texte from Astrid Chaffringeon