Musette Party at the French Pavilion of the Biennale. Titled métacity/métavilla, the place is stylishly chaotic, unpretentious, and very welcoming. Right from the porch, with deck chairs, card tables scattered about and Daniel Buren’s striped cylinders.
Inside, visitors were naturally “using” the space: discussing around the big table, watching TV with their kids, sitting in armchairs or doning yellow helmets before climbing up to the roof of the pavilion where they could find hammocks, a great view on the Giardini della Biennale, a small swimmingpool and… a sauna.
In fact the space seems to be inhabited 24/7 by a happy bunch of people serving drinks, cooking, working on their laptop and even selling Yvette Horner’s favourite musical instrument; there was also a comfy-looking sleeping dorm.
It looked like nothing else. No shiny white model of spectacular apartment blocks. No graphics on the walls. Instead of focusing on life in the big […]
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