Growing along the margins of well-travelled paths are the unlikely strays of the wayside,foliage surviving despite the odds. They channel apersistence echoed in the long history of women’s voices that refuse to be buried, that rise, insistent,from the margins. Taking these “roadside survivors”home, Apollinaria Broche reimagined the roadsidesof Pietrasanta from which they were gathered, andattended to the slow performance of their bloomingand fading. Patiently observing this dissolution,these flowers became anthropomorphic portraits of existence. What Colour Is Your Scream is a collection of theseportraits. In conversation with the women in her life,Broche asked what colour their scream might take,seeking to visualise...
Growing along the margins of well-travelled paths are the unlikely strays of the wayside,foliage surviving despite the odds. They channel apersistence echoed in the long history of women’s voices that refuse to be buried, that rise, insistent,from the margins. Taking these “roadside survivors”home, Apollinaria Broche reimagined the roadsidesof Pietrasanta from which they were gathered, andattended to the slow performance of their bloomingand fading. Patiently observing this dissolution,these flowers became anthropomorphic portraits of existence. What Colour Is Your Scream is a collection of theseportraits. In conversation with the women in her life,Broche asked what colour their scream might take,seeking to visualise the sounds of this existence.With her brother, the sound artist Manus1ck, shegathered these sounds. There is, for many women in particular, a desire to let this ancient sound outfrom within, to untether it from the primordial prison to which it has been confined. Women’s vocal rituals have long been disciplined and pathologised, classified as deviant, dangerous,or diseased. From the ecstatic mountain rites ofancient Greece to the keening women of Celtic Ireland, from hysteria diagnoses of 19th centuryParis to the broader, persistent silencing of women’s voices, the instruments of suppressionmay have changed but their underlying intention has not. Broche’s work occupies the same territory,and refuses these limitations. If not a symptom,then the scream she returns to these women is anannouncement, of joy, of pleasure, of pain, of grief,of being alive
Broche's (b. 1995; Moscow, Russia) work has been shown at Island, Brussels, Belgium; Parco della Versiliana, Pietrasanta, Italy; Triumph Gallery, Moscow, Russia; Archivio Iginio Balderi, Milan, Italy; Otis College of Art and Design, Los Angeles, CA, and ENSBA Paris, France. In 2022, Broche collaborated with Acne Studios. She has also been included in exhibitions at the Moscow Museum of Modern Art, Russia; New Galerie, Paris, France; and Galerie Michel Journiac, Paris, France, among others. Broche lives and works in Pietrasanta, Italy and Paris, France.
