Some maps only exist in our minds. They are impossible to locate. They cannot be pinpointed on the globe. The artist drawing these mental maps tries to capture something with his hand, like Gérard Fromanger, one of Deleuze’s friends, who tried, in the series Splendeurs, to capture a face - a network of lines from which meaning could be extrapolated.
Something somewhat similar happens in the series of portraits of exiles named Cartographie de l’exode (Exodus mapping) by the young visual artist Clément Denis. Except that he is looking for something without ever settling down. These faces, taken from old photographs of exiles from the Second World War, overlap without any of them clearly emerging and assuming an identity. In this series, people themselves become ontologically elusive, like the figure of the exile - this uprooted individual who does not stop moving; for whom, as Victor Hugo said “no corner of the world is any (...)