Julie Favreau, Ernest Ferdik


Who the fuck is Ernest Ferdik?
Julie Favreau’s installation pours it on thick.
Some hipster dude hanging out in the cold,
I’m not certain if my opinion I can withhold.

There are some logs, some plaster.
I would stop short of calling this a disaster.
The video doesn’t make any sense.
The longer I stick around the less I am on the fence.

This truly was the last piece we saw.
And there was no way I can hem or haw,
Ended up leaving on a downer
Although for the most part the Triennale Quebecoise was a good encounter.

One thought on “Julie Favreau, Ernest Ferdik”

  1. Man, que tu devais être de mauvaise humeur quand tu as écrit ces vers !!!

    Toi t’aimes pas son oeuvre, moi j’aime ton texte! Un de tes meilleurs…

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