CINTR'HOMME

Between two blocks of concrete, a headless body floats, suspended from a rusted iron rod.
In place of a skull: a hanger’s hook — a sharp nod to the polished, almost divine figure of the “holy man” — impeccable, well-dressed, too clean to be true.

Cintr’homme subverts the image of the religious saint, haloed in humility and self-sacrifice, and merges it with that of a symbolic man, shaped by the gaze of society. Here, holiness is no longer spiritual but superficial — defined by the cut of a coat, the crispness of a collar, the elegance of a posture. Holiness for the showroom.

Suspended, nearly crucified between two blocks of raw matter, this disembodied figure appears both exalted and reduced to a mere coat hanger.
Man becomes an empty garment, a fleshless image, a soulless standard.

Balancing between sarcasm and the sacred, Cintr’homme asks:
Who are our saints today? And what are they made of?

CINTR'HOMME

Bronze, concrete blocks, rebar
12.8 x 17.3 x 5.9 in
2014