Ria Pacquée

  • THREE FRAGMENTS OUT OF THE STORY OF MADAM: A PROJECT FOR ARTFORUM

    Her femininity was only a mask.

    —Jean Genet

    You might not notice “Madame,” a solitary woman, neutral, alone on a pilgrimage to find herself. Madame does not stay at home, for privately she does not exist. So she goes out, mingles with the crowd at the National Garden Festival in Gateshead, hoping for a glimpse of royalty, or travels to Cologne for Kameval, that time to be other than oneself, and to Lourdes, the residence of miracles.

    Madame is nondescript but can be described, is undistinguished yet can be distinguished from those around her: Madame with her blond curled coif, her glasses, her