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Hysterical objects

Hysterical has a feminine etymology,meaning uterus. Nearly in utero this serie starts and developps. In the intimacy, Philippe Schlienger is leading us with his spyglass. Without excessive voyeurism, and without morbid attraction or casualness,the artist is respecting Nature and introduces his own fantasy where it is the least expected. If there was no questionning in front of this mystery, none of the focus would reach this mystical dimension,bound to the subject and to the pureness of the broadcast. Folded into the human vulva interstices, a jade green locust is laid as a talisman in a jewel-case. This set up evokes the last funerary ritual in Ancient Egypt, when the mummy's orifices are covered by lucky-charm beetles to protect them in the great beyond . Moreover, we can observe one of the greatest mysteries of humanity : procreation.

After the so well collected insects of an entomologist, or those of Jacques Kerchache , fantastically exhibited like in Avignon city, still we havent seen anything. Those of Philippe Schlienger jump out of boxes, woods and trees,and  oh!shocking land upon our bodies like in a summertime. Here comes the snail, striding along the Penis Mount with total impunity. Lying on a phallus, le gastropod climbs up the pleasure steep gradiant consciencioulsly. Dribbling, it lays a transparent film with no ambiguity. Especially in this picture the play aspect results from the juxtaposition naive of animals with human nature,differently disposed.

This erotic microcosm is used by the artist to deal with our vital instinct, the purest, coming out of our brain. Because the reptilian brain manages the primary drive for survival of our specie, we are directly and all time connected to our animality. 

Beyond provokation, even harmless, there is a great wonder in front the reality disguise, similarities between Nature and Human Nature as well in forms as in functions. Philippe Schlienger ends up to make us believing in a possible hybridation, in an Eden far from Doctor Moreau's Island . Will Nature always overtake human in the fantasy ?