Charlotte Favre

22/01/2026

Magma, 2025, casting glass on aluminium sheet photograph. To be continued…

13/11/2025

Is it a time-related action, for better or a half half
The interconnection, the in between, opens us to small interaction
Snippet of dreams, Sparkles of needs
Sometimes flat horizons with a whole new perspective
Sometimes flat horizons with the fear of the unknown

Looking, striving, getting obsessed about something
The urge of company to balance the fear of being lonely
The seek for growth
Deliver the story, shaping idea, make something out of nothing
expressing thoughts, concern and interest
not for the viewer, not for the other
for your own state of mind

29/10/2025

As always, you blow my mind, sweet and violent at the same time, confuse and mesmerise on every corner. You unified through exhaustion, bond for hope, connect new horizons and make something out of nothing. Illusory desires or smashing reality, you’ll decide for me. Thank you baby

Calder, Circus, Whitney museum
Clifford Still
Swamp Dogg
Nancy Graves
Mindaugas Matulis Studio
Hania Rani
Xmas gift
Happy me

01/10/2025

New horizons demands new descriptions
New shape demands new concept
New home demands new furniture (what a shame) but furthermore adaptability
Intensity, confusion, lost in translation
Codswallop on the edge
Unnumbered watches with unstoppable turning needle
New narratives under the skin beggin to sweat to let it breath
No measurable time but the time of sound itself
Strive to fail and repeat it again and again, somehow the best part isn’t always what you intended

“Life for the past 2 weeks”

Notation - John Cage
Eating a Banana - Sarah Lucas

30/04/2025

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas, 1951

Barbarella, 1968, Roger Vadim,
Opening of Jane Fonda spatial strip tease

This is some thought, works, references about a project made for the Solar Biennal currently exhibited at MUDAC, until 21.09.2025 !

Last video is what you could see if you go there :) super happy to have been part of this exhibition 🌞

16/02/2025

MARCI MERSEILLE

29/11/2023

I’m super happy to announce that my project “Belly Swing” has been selected for the Kunst am Baum / Pour-cent culturel for the future jail’s infirmary of La Chaux-de-fonds. I have no words beside happiness, a heart full of joy and gratefulness since the news came out. Thanks to the Jury and congrats to the other project and participants.

It has been 3 years of desert road in my mind, in the work field area. 3 years of challenge, questions without answer, quest, meaning and so on. I feel reliefs to see that my approach, my sensitivity has finally spoken to people. Doesn’t mean that it will always be the case, but it gives me the sparkle in which i can think, mhhh maybe I wasn’t so wrong or out of my mind by persuing things that thrills me, listenning this fire in my guts!

Thanks to my family, my friends and my goodboy Ozy for the support and love.

💙 Plein d’amour 💙

31/05/2023

08/04/2023

March, was a never-ending story. A rollercoaster that never stop to loop, a time before spring, a phase of consideration for ourself, something in the air, divided between past and future, cold and warmer, rebirth on the bird singing melody. 🪴