Franck Sorbier gives nothing away.
He doesn’t follow the times: he confronts them.
His El Dorado isn’t a promise.
It’s a critique.
A mirror held up to modern illusions:
artificial intelligence, cryptocurrencies, space exploration.
Faced with the mirage, he opposes matter.
Faced with the virtual, he imposes his hand.
Conquistadors and Incas confront each other in his fabrics.
Each embroidery is a form of resistance.
Each gesture is a refusal to be forgotten.
For Sorbier, Couture isn’t a market.
It’s an insurrection.
« Sorbier doesn’t dream of El Dorado: he denounces its mirage. »
CHIKH Larbi, for www.the-8th-art.com
Crédit photo: FHCM.
