art - Motel de Founex
Along the Geneva highway, the ruins of an abandoned motel remain — a relic of a modernist dream, where speed, desire and excess converged under fluorescent light.
Time has erased function but not resonance. The site — stripped of use, detached from narrative — becomes a space of suspended presence.
The walls, once saturated with movement, sound, and color, now absorb silence. Traces of human energy — dancing bodies, fleeting gestures, overheard conversations — are replaced by echo, emptiness, stillness.
This is no longer a place, but a residue. A threshold. A fragment of collective memory frozen in material decay.
I do not document the ruins. I engage with them. Through close observation and intuitive framing, I reinterpret the emotional architecture of the space. Texture becomes language. Surface becomes memory.
Motel de Founex proposes an abstract cartography of what remains — and what is no longer there.
Unique edition (1/1) — signed & numbered
Geneva 2011
