SNAPSHOT [fr. instantané]

Snapshot is the perception of a pointing machine.
Ideally speaking, the snapshot is the non-intentional expression of the intentionally unexpressed.
It is the instantaneity of Instant Coffee.
The Snapshop—being the non-intentional expression—is an excellent device for fixating the invisible in a visible form.
The snapshot is a information device, processing matter which before didn’t have any form.
Emergency Room is made of snapshots.
And Emergency Room is a snapshot in itself.
Snapshot d’exposition.
The art shown in Emergency Room can be the result of many years of reflection of an artist.
Suddenly one day it is there.
The artist grab it.
The artist get it.
Fast.
At once.
Échec et mat.
And the artist brings proudly his work—his snapshot--to an Emergency Room.
As a masterpiece.
A lot of true life.
It takes only one instant to grab it all.
L’oeuvre est un snapshot.
Le tout a été attrapé.
Fixé.
Capturé.
The snapshot is the decisive moment.
Like a street photographer.
Or a policeman.
Waiting the right time to catch or point out evidence.
Emergency Room can freeze one day in one exhibition.
The exhibition will then contain everything of that day.
It’s past.
It’s future.
The exhibition being alive then becomes a slide show of all the snapshots with life and comments on top of them.
The exhibition being alive then becomes a continuous stream of snapshots being made.
But with the possibility to zoom in at them one by one.
A snapshot is a shot, aimed and fired very quickly at a target that appears suddenly and for a very short period of time.
A snapshot is not something to be looked at during a very long time.
Nor from the other side.
A snapshot is more spontaneous and untagged.
(Shut up!
You photo-theorist
Shut up!
You sceptical apathist)
The snapshot is an imperfect image.
The snapshot contains the notion of mistake.
In itself.
The snapshot has the power of enthusiasm.
In itself.