{"id":593,"date":"2025-10-26T12:25:51","date_gmt":"2025-10-26T12:25:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.billiemuraben.com\/?p=593"},"modified":"2025-11-13T11:06:33","modified_gmt":"2025-11-13T11:06:33","slug":"maharam-storiesmarc-camille-chaimowiczs-mise-en-scene-in-2018-after-almost-40-years-of-living-and-working-there-marc-camille-chaimowicz-moved-out-of-his-south-london-flat-set-on-the-top-floor-of","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.billiemuraben.com\/?p=593","title":{"rendered":"

Maharam Stories<\/p>MARC CAMILLE CHAIMOWICZ’S MISE-EN-SC\u00c8NE

In 2018, after almost 40 years of living and working there, Marc Camille Chaimowicz moved out of his south London flat. Set on the top floor of Hayes Court, it was decorated in his own wallpapers, with lamps, room dividers, and curtains made or adapted in the same way that Chaimowicz builds up environments…<\/p>"},"content":{"rendered":"

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In 2018, after almost 40 years of living and working there, Marc Camille Chaimowicz moved out of his south London flat. Set on the top floor of Hayes Court, it was decorated in his own wallpapers, with lamps, room dividers, and curtains made or adapted in the same way that Chaimowicz builds up environments in his work. With Chaimowicz\u2019s penchant for sun-faded colors, pastels, and saccharine pinks, the flat seemed to have been caught in a moment in the 1970s, but rather than being cordoned off like a museum piece, Chaimowicz\u2019s home\u2014like his work\u2014continually insisted on letting life in.
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\nWhen Chaimowicz rented his first studio after graduating from the Slade, he prioritized setting the space up to host, developing his interest in the applied arts by making and collecting things that would contribute to conviviality. He wanted to have a good time, and he sought out or made objects, furniture, and decor to do just that. His studio-mates saw it as a distraction, or a lack of dedication to art-making, but it was here that his sense of work as an evolution of life began to emerge.
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\nChaimowicz first installed Celebration? Realife<\/em> at Gallery House in east London in 1972. He filled a former ballroom with objects, including disco balls, statues, candles, lace knickers, fairy lights, inflatable beach toys, flowers in vases, and flowers scattered on the floor. The installation sat on the precipice of activity, evoking a recently departed after-after party that could potentially be reignited. In a review of the original installation in the show catalog Past Imperfect<\/em>, Jean Fisher wrote: \u201cThe sentimental nature of many of the objects provoked a sense of the residue of an attachment\u2014discarded or half-remembered feelings\u2014their scattered arrangement on the floor suggested the residue of pleasure.\u201d
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\nChaimowicz was continually present in the space, sleeping in the gallery and inviting visitors for coffee, taking on the role not of performer nor strictly author, but rather host, guide, or in his own words, \u201chousewife.\u201d A few weeks later, he staged an altered version of Celebration? Realife<\/em> at the Serpentine Gallery under the title Enough Tyranny<\/em>, with an added fish tank and rented television in keeping with the more polished environment.
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\nRe-staging has become a continual practice in Chaimowicz\u2019s work, with Celebration? Realife<\/em> returning to Gallery House (now known as Raven Row) in 2017. Presented as \u2018belated opening\u2019, a sociable space with Lola and Adrien<\/em>, the piece included a series of floor lamps with photographs of the original environment attached to the shades, as well as a scattering of silver shoes and a film showing the original iteration of Celebration? Realife<\/em>. As with the first outing, Chaimowicz played host, offering free-poured gin and tonics and playing records. \u2018belated opening\u2019<\/em> enacted his preference for time-based, discursive work that is hard to capture in a fixed state, slipping through our fingers like a mist. This distaste for permanence\u2014or understanding of its impossibility\u2014carries through much of his work, whether through the activation of installations or Chaimowicz\u2019s reverence for nostalgia and memorial.
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\nAfter moving out of his flat in Hayes Court, he re-staged part of the living room for an exhibition in Brussels. The Hayes Court Sitting Room<\/em> was \u201ca theatrical evocation of a room in which Chaimowicz dreamed, worked, conversed, corresponded (and more),\u201d an environment featuring tabletop assemblages of sentimental items and furniture designed by the artist. But rather than presenting a perfectly preserved relic, the Sitting Room<\/em> proposed \u201ca fragmented experience,\u201d with a nod to its performativity. If Chaimowicz is going to have his furniture take the stage, it is going to do so in a way that has a closer relationship to the animated domestic objects of Beauty and the Beast<\/em>, rather than an austere museum display with a labored sense of objectivity.
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\nWhile the work, and the space of a living room, is inviting, it can deflect intimacy through the flair of the set-up\u2014being a room designed to show its best side. There is a sense of theater in the objects, in the set up, and in the case of Celebration? Realife<\/em>, and \u2018belated opening\u2019<\/em> in the parties that bring the work to life. The depth of feeling comes through once everyone has left the dance floor.
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\nThe Hayes Court Sitting Room<\/em> is a memorial to Chaimowicz\u2019s life in his long-term home, the temporary nature of the installation emphasizing the contradiction of our sense of connection to and control over our environments. Cataloguing, re-enacting, and memorializing something past may seem like an attempt at making it permanent, but in setting up his living room in the museum, Chaimowicz realizes the ghost.<\/div><\/div>
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