Aki Kuroda by Camille Fallen - Cosmos

Cosmos by Camille Fallen, 2002

Aki Kuroda's painting becomes an interstellar, inter-stunned journey. All that remains of the Earth are the pieces of an "uncomposed past", which spin through space and sow the stars and the stars. The genesis of the work is no longer confused with that of the Earth but with that of the universe as dream, labyrinth, sponge, islands and garden. This revolution is analogous to the one that removed the Earth from the center of our cosmos.

But this time, there is no more Earth and the mythology that takes place like a prophecy that no one had yet dared to pronounce.

Have we asked ourselves the question of who will be the man the day we leave the Earth? It's not just about leaving it in the sense of leaving the body and dying. It's about (dis-)continuing the race and going to live “elsewhere”. And the figure is the impossible body of this elsewhere which no longer has coordinates. Displaced, spaced figures no longer know how to inhabit anything. They are themselves the place where everything passes and changes and passes away bodies, places, tropes, meaning and senses. The referents of all the stories that we will have told ourselves here below, the Earth and the heavy and “grave” body (or the grave body as a tomb body) seem to have been abolished.

This barely imaginable future transforms the past as time spent on Earth into a myth as incredible as the future: time mixes. Once again, and it's his tour de force always repeated, Aki Kuroda takes us into the in-between of an unbearable time. The adventure that is now announced with the cosmos as a "territory" without Earth is that of an infinite journey that confuses all topographies and with them, meaning, time, the senses. There is “Expeausition” there:

“The bodies always on the move, in the imminence of a movement, a fall, a gap, a dislocation. (What a departure is, even the simplest: this instant when such and such a body is no longer there, right here where it was. This instant when it gives way to the only gap of the spacing that it is itself. The body that leaves carries away its spacing, it carries itself away as spacing, and in a way it sets itself apart, it entrenches itself within itself – but at the same time, it leaves this same spacing. behind him” – as they say –, that is to say in his place, and this place remains his, absolutely intact and absolutely abandoned, at the same time. Hoc est enim absentia corporis et tamen corpus ipse.) (1 )

Cosmos by Camille Fallen, 2002

Nancy, Corpus, Expedition, pp. 31-32, Métailié Editions, Paris, 1992 .