Josette Chamelle

Sculpture
Wood, socks
120x36x130cm
2026

Pegasus missed the right exit, he flies blindly, his eyes wrecked by all those sleepless nights of adventure. He’s so thirsty he could siphon entire glaciers dry, but he has to keep flying, again and again, lost as he is in these mountains he no longer recognizes. Finally at daybreak, we find Pegasus beside a Swiss lake, hiiii hiiiii, he’s gulped down half of it. Well hydrated, he spreads his wings wide, three two one, then takes off, leaving his stone shadow behind.

Josette splashes around in the neighborhood fountain, flaring her nostrils at the feathers floating on the water.