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BRUXELLES

"The fountain was there. It was waiting for me."
— Andros Dresamore i

Critical note

by André de Sá Moreira

In this series of spontaneous interventions, Andros Dresamore i explores urban space like a poorly printed instruction manual. Every public object becomes a potential partner: traffic cone, pedestrian crossing, container, fountain, Vélib...
He doesn't transform them, but negotiates with them.

He gently inhabits street furniture, as one might sit in an armchair that wasn't offered to us.

The intervention isn't spectacular: it's almost embarrassingly discreet. It questions the city without asking any questions. It pretends to understand objects in order to better tenderly disturb them.

 

In a world where everything has a clear function, validated by the municipality, these useless gestures become acts of reconciliation with the unexpected. It's not a rebellion. It's a gentle bending of reality, an effort to reintroduce strangeness into the obvious.

It might seem like a game.
But it's much more serious: it's an act of urban resistance.

Dresamore i has a unique way of listening to public objects and responding to them. It's an ethic. He doesn't distort their use; he twists it slightly, like pleating fabric without creasing it. The urban space becomes an agent of unshared poetry. It's brilliant. And slightly disturbing.

Testimony


"I don't know what I saw. Was it a performance? Was it a political act? Was it a flirtation with a fountain? Maybe it was all of these things at once. He introduces uncertainty into the city. I felt a kind of urban tenderness. And it did me good."

— Chantal Fourcade

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