Julien Creuzet

Born in 1986, Julien Creuzet is a French-Caribbean artist who lives and works in Paris. A visual artist and poet, he actively intertwines these two practices via amalgams of sculpture, installation and textual intervention that frequently address his own diasporic experience. Inspired by the poetic and philosophical reflections of Aimé Césaire and Édouard Glissant on creolization and migration, Creuzet’s work focuses on the troubled intersection of the history of Martinique and the events of European modernity.

Creuzet has recently had solo exhibitions at Palais De Tokyo, Paris (2019), Fondation d’Entreprise Ricard (2018), Bétonsalon, Paris (2018), Sketch Gallery in Bogotá (2017), Fonds Régional d’Art Contemporain Basse Normandie in Caen (2015), the Juvisy-sur-Orge Contemporary Art Centre, Galerie Doyang Lee in Paris (2013), and the Sandretto Re Rebaudengo Foundation in Turin (2012).

Recently, he participated in the 12th Gwangju Biennale (2018), the 6th Rennes Biennale (2018), the 11th Biennale Africaine de la Photographie (2017), the 14th Lyon Biennale of Contemporary Art (2017), the Festival Hors Piste at the Centre Pompidou (2017), the Frac Pays de la Loire (2016), the 12th Biennale de l’Art Contemporain Africain de Dakar, Sénégal (2016) and the 2nd Kampala Art Biennale (2016), Uganda.

Works

Julien Creuzet, Installation view, 2018

Julien Creuzet, ALLIED CHEMICAL & DYE, High Art, Paris, France, 10.17 – 11.30.2019

Julien Creuzet, Palais de Tokyo, 2019

Julien Creuzet, I want to see the infinite blur, the pearl acid on the face, tear of rain, tear of us, flaming green, great fog, 2017, Rubbing on paper, 14 3/4 x 11 1/2 in

Julien Creuzet, Silent plant, I'm a dead leaf, a red-mouthed flower, you feel my petals lips, nervous vein, it's a pile of colors, green tube, monkey bridge, see you my signs, 2017, Rubbing on paper, 14 3/4 x 11 1/2 in

Julien Creuzet, I cried to change Skin reversed, Rumpled, I vomited, Purplish petals I have the green blues, Wild plant, Plant wise image of nightmare. It is the calm storm, A bubbling before yelling, 2017, Rubbing on paper, 14 3/4 x 11 1/2 in

Julien Creuzet, Jungle, jungle, big city, Drunkenness, my father’s rum, Drift, atlantic, Here I depress, I depict (...), 2017, Rubbing on paper, 14 3/4 x 11 1/2 in

Julien Creuzet, To hide, in a lost hole, In the black south. I’m not from here, But I was there, near you, close to you. I caress each tree, Roots, my earthly wanderings. Roots, tuber, Touching my brothers, in the ground, Tears, morning dew, Tears, brandy (...), 2017 Rubbing on paper, 14 3/4 x 11 1/2 in

Julien Creuzet, crying like a baby city, plastic idea, 2017 Archival pigment print face mounted to acrylic with custom engraving, 46 1/2 x 32 3/4 in

Julien Creuzet, gasoline, fires of god wandering, line of Peru, 2017 Archival pigment print face mounted to acrylic with custom engraving, 46 1/2 x 32 3/4 in

Julien Creuzet, peel, year, nothing else, 2017, Archival pigment print face mounted to acrylic with custom engraving, 46 1/2 x 32 3/4 in

Julien Creuzet, gasoline, fires of god wandering, line of Peru, 2017, Archival pigment print face mounted to acrylic with custom engraving, 46 1/2 x 32 3/4 in

Julien Creuzet, tangy crisis, help me, orange memory, 2017, Archival pigment print face mounted to acrylic with custom engraving, 46 1/2 x 32 3/4 in

Julien Creuzet, upset, gloomy, wonderful, sunset of moon, 2017, Archival pigment print face mounted to acrylic with custom engraving, 46 1/2 x 32 3/4 in

Julien Creuzet, Twirl, tongue, whirl, ego, 2018, Engraving on laminated plywood, 19 11/16 x 19 11/16 in

Julien Creuzet, Swirl, oil skin, coil, eco, 2018, Engraving on laminated plywood, 19 11/16 x 19 11/16 in

Julien Creuzet, Compass, heart, cloudy, fern Moist, heat, beat, wind, kisses, 2018, Engraving on laminated plywood, 76 3/4 x 76 3/4 in

JulienCreuzet_Thirst, Outdoors Thirst Christ, Drunk, 2019 Mixed media, 190x140cm

JulienCreuzet_Rooting, crossing, expect, brush, uncertain 190x140cm

JulienCreuzet_Fear in front of (...)CAN 2019

Julien Creuzet Toute la distance de la mer, pour que les filaments à huile des mancenilliers nous arrêtent les battements de cœur. – La pluie a rendu cela possible (…)

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