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LAURE PROUVOST is the recipient of the prestigious Turner Prize, awarded by the Tate Museum in London for British visual artists under the age of 50, and also of the Main Prize at the Oberhausen Film Festival in 2011. Having studied film at Central Saint Martins and also attending Goldsmiths, University of London, PROUVOST’s work, often a combination of installation, collage and film, has been exhibited at Tate Britain and the Institute of Contemporary Arts. She was awarded the biennial MaxMara Art Prize for Women in 2011 in collaboration with the Whitechapel Gallery and her work has appeared in the private contemporary art collection Collezione Maramotti in Reggio Emilia, Italy. In 2014, she staged her first solo museum exhibition in the US at the New Museum, titled FOR FORGETTING.
- International Film Festival Rotterdam 2014
- Melbourne International Film Festival 2014
- Paris Cinema Festival 2014
- Seattle International Film Festival 2014
- Videoex Experimental Film & Video Festival Zürich 2014
Laure Prouvost explores the sorrows and dreams of her grandmother, the abandoned partner of her missing artist grandfather. Prouvost first introduced the character of the grandfather in her 2010 films I NEED TO TAKE CARE OF MY CONCEPTUAL GRANDAD and THE ARTIST: an absent figure, he exists only in Prouvost’s films, sculptures and monologues. In the rosy, blue sky visions of GRANDMA'S DREAM, planes that are half teapot, half-plane serve tea from the sky, and the grandma figure wishes for a world where conceptual art takes care of dinner. However the work is suffused with anxiety, and Prouvost combines language and images to construct invented storylines, exploring the slippages between fiction and reality. (LUX Artists' Moving Image)
The narrative becomes crazily surreal, with erotic references to grandad touching the naked body of grandma and their kissing. Many different clips are collaged together with the voiceover repeating each time "in Grandma’s dream…". Despite, or perhaps because of, the harshness of the lighting, the dream almost becomes your own. (Anna McNay)