by Pierre Peyrolle
The dream world of Pierre Peyrolle is the triumph of curiosity, in the seventeenth-century sense of the term, that is to say in the acceptance that La Bruyère gives it which “is not a taste for what is good or what is beautiful, but for what is rare, unique, for what one has and what others do not have. It is not an attachment to what is perfect, but to what is run, what is fashionable. It is not fun, but a passion, and often so violent, that it yields to love and ambition only by the smallness of its object. ” Pierre Peyrolle’s manner is in this taste for the unusual, the rare, the quirky, the unexpected, the unique. The staging of cabinets of curiosities testifies to this: point of restitution, point of pastiche. No, from the invention. Make new with old. Strange with rare. To amaze those who are fortunate enough to enter a universe that they thought could not exist. A cave of shells and minerals, a living room of wood and velvet where the curve of the Italian baroque triumphs; a gallery of cabinets guarded by Moors. The play of shapes, materials, colors. A taste, for sure. Who draws from the models of the past, but reinvents, even in a contemporary decor where polychrome gaiety has given way to black and white. The taste of pomp.