evasion
Les transports de l’art brut
“The work enshrines the failure of any theory,” Klee said.
Art Brut - which does not need theoretical crutches to walk at a leisurely pace - would be the perfect illustration of this. The gush of unfathomable depths, the sprouting of intimate mechanisms whose meaning is often elusive, Art Brut remains an invitation to a motionless journey. Similar to that which its authors carry out from the depths of their inner exile, whether voluntary or undergone.
Is it for this reason that these creators from elsewhere dream of themselves elsewhere to the point that their productions so frequently involve means of transport? Is it the allegorical transposition of a state or the expression of a wish for seclusion? And what kind of transport are we talking about? Who can tell? Klee puts us on the track: when you hear “theory”, think “confinement” and respond with escape.
Delaunay, Helmut, Ploos van Amstel, Raugei, Roberston, Robillard, Talpazan, Théâte or Wertheimer open the way for us.