Sophie Verger French, b. 1953
13 3/8 x 9 7/8 x 10 1/4 in
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Sophie Verger is a fairy who knows how to transform an emotion into an animal, a sensation, a felling in a recollected memory. She also suggests to us with a lot of humor a lovable identification with the animal model and beyond this observation the fact that in all her work, the child alone has its place with her, spontaneously capable of including the existence of the animal in her own fundamental values.
Sophie Verger combines anthropomorphic beings with human characters, and she mixes the human and the animal world in surprising ways. Through these mutations, her universe becomes moving, unstable, something is falling apart and uncertainty is twisting in it like a rift.
An absurd world, a human world, a world of humor. An universe of strange beings where man and beast were sometimes merges A world that nobody really believes in, but that must continue to pursue its existence. Condemned to exist. By echoing the complexity of human relationships, by remaining alien to received ideas, the world of Sophie Verger has lost its point of reference.
Sophie Verger plays with the pure reason of the look and lies the opposition of her interpretation.
Beyond anthropomorphism there is also, often, the notion of games. With animal representations worthy of Pompon but going beyond a simple realistic look, Sophie Verger sculpts poems, whole tales in one piece...
Provenance
"We walk around, they see us, presences invisible to our senses as city dwellers. Just maybe a crackle. The plowing of the edges of forest roads and the traces near the dirt.However, I remember four adorable boar birds in my eyes as they played carefree around the Neuville pond. Armed members of the Neuville hunting society blocked the access road to shoot them down. I didn’t understand how this was possible but said "they were the result of a clandestine union between a pig and a sow, released or discovered by whom ?? and therefore potentially dangerous for walkers. "When I got home I heard 3 gunshots, one must have escaped.
My founder by finishing the patina evoked, teasingly, the flavor of their meat. I made my little tribute to these four innocent people. A mother is a mother!"
- Sophie Verger
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