Pleasure is perverse misconduct, especially through the eyes. In an artistic canon where the anti-aesthetic reigns supreme, chromophobia is the prerequisite of the market, and philosophical theory is the refuge of even the least savvy painter, it is questionable whether there is a space to indulge even the smallest sect of visual enthusiasts. Multiplied by the commercial context in which people perform their daily acts, the notion of information being consumed through the eyes becomes a durational act of performance. The barrier between the desired and undesired, the liked and unliked, is forgotten. This group of artists invites you to capitalize on this ambivalence, and confide a second hope to the spectacle.
