“The Jokers” is a series that depicts great men posing in front of History, wrapped in their own grandeur and in the status of recognized figures.
We know these portraits by heart; they inhabit our collective unconscious. We’re used to them, our gaze numbed. But if we truly look at them—with contemporary eyes—they suddenly become absurd: the code has changed. Power is no longer embodied in the same signs, the same colors, the same poses. Nor the same gender—well, mostly.
I pay them tribute by bringing them back to what I perceive through them: children dressed up as superheroes.
In this carnival, they all become Jokers in turn—harlequin, Power Ranger, clown, or bullfighter. It’s pretty, but not very serious.