Tamaya at Work, Grand Palais, Paris, 2026
When I met Tamaya behind the Grand Palais, before she led me through the backstage corridors, those small doors that would let us enter her brand new world, the sun had not yet given us the joy and the surprise of its arrival.
There is always a moment, when you are making someoneās portrait, when the ice must be broken. So Tamaya and I tried to count the number of years we had known each other. Ten, perhaps more. We did not go any further ā it was not making us any younger. At the time, I was probably still a photographer, or perhaps just beginning to want to become a curator, and she, she was already Tamaya.
I have followed her path all these years, sometimes from afar, between Berlin for her, Santiago de Chile, and for me Rome or London. Trained in architecture and art history, all this time I have only one clear memory: very quickly, Tamaya had found her practice and her universe. Some will call it art brut, others collage, but I believe what is truly joyful in Tamayaās work is above all the freedom she grants herself. It is the opportunity she immediately knew how to seize, and that she has cultivated ever since.
It is also this freedom that gives meaning, to me, to her project ā the neighborhood museum
@museedeproximite . By questioning our relationship to spaces, our relationship to the museum, Tamaya offers us the chance to come and admire, deposit, or explore the imagination of complete strangers who could just as easily be our neighbors as a distant great-uncle.
Back at the Grand Palais, the sun grants us the honor of its grace, for a moment. It is as if it wanted, at all costs, to show me the shadows of Tamayaās castle. Pieces of cardboard, at once very solid and very fragile. During our session, things keep falling, and each time I feel immense relief as I witness Tamayaās calm. Perhaps this is how great things are made.
Today, Tamaya inaugurates her castle (« Gros Palais ») inside the Grand Palais, a Palace I would have liked to call the Ideal Palace. A cardboard Palais inside a museum, who might once have imagined? Tamaya, of course.
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