Since it was abandoned in 1998, nothing seems to have been touched in the autonomous Soviet city built around a mining concession in Norwegian territory. Anne Deguelle collects snippets of existence from this enclosed space: photos stuck to the wall, dirty mugs, leaflets from a cultural programme, petrified house plants. A snapshot of a change of scene. But this is no reportage. The framing is curiously off-centre, the volumes are transformed into flat areas, the light is spread out and powdery, blurred. The artist works with the archive, the diary, exposing a back-and-forth between the intimate and the universal. Anne Deguelle likes to question history, how it is made and, by the same token, how we construct ourselves. By lingering on details, the artist shifts our gaze and follows their evolution over the years.

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