LIMBUS PUERORUM

He infused mineral powders into porous clay flesh, deposited harmoniously over the years, particles of manganese, cadmium and antimony.

He draped in darkness and silence these children of Calais, who have since orbited among their whispers and secrets in a firmament of Raw Sienna and Bitumen of Judea.

He is this Dante, head wreathed in cinnabar, who illuminates for us with a diaphanous glow his intimate world populated with nebulous silhouettes and voiceless choirs, the one who guides us peacefully through the meanderings of the limbus puerorum, the limbo of children. 

CHRISTIAN CHAMBENOIT,

SHANGHAÏ, 2019