JJA
So what exactly is being told in this enclosed place? Many stories, actually – complicated, undecipherable business stories, about financial scams perpetrated upon him. And there he goes, appraising his success, evoking with resignation his setbacks with lawyers, business partners, his ex-wife, or local shopkeepers who have pinned him as a tax dodger. He soliloquises, shares his memories, his obsession with numerology, his relationship with money, works of art, interior design, the building of a hen-house, and converses at great length about the state of the world or mere anecdotes. He just talks endlessly. Filmed in static shots, indoor or outdoor, he starts a reflection here, resumes it there, without never really finish it. There is a gap, a kaleidoscopic diffraction between his voice and his body, as if they were disconnected. Clearly, in spite of his loud confession, JJA remains a mystery. But another, distanced portrait emerges: the portrait of a form of power, that of speech and of a man who secures a kind of order with his own words". Nicolas Feodoroff, catalogue FID 2012
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