Nina Gazaniol Vérité
Based in Marseille, Nina Gazaniol Vérité holds degrees in Performing Arts and Journalism, studies the hijacking of television through performance art in her dissertation "Don't hate the Media, Be the media", interns at ARTE and approaches experimental cinema, all the while getting involved in multiple transdisciplinary projects. In 2013, she joined the Formation supérieure pour la création en espace public (FAI AR / Marseille), where she developed her interest in architecture, territories, notions of space and inhabitants. Since 2015, she has been imagining various projects while cultivating a valuable relationship with research and writing. She regularly collaborates with different groups and artists while pursuing her own work, at the crossroads of video and spatial arts, performance and documentary, questioning a plastic writing rooted in reality. And vice versa.
Nina Gazaniol Vérité
This project focuses on a particular town and rural area, the former mining basin of Decazeville, in the Aveyron region of southwestern France. On the territory of Decazeville is a mountain called “lou puech que ard”: the mountain that burns. This small mountain, known to some as the “Vesuvius of Aveyron”, bears the image of a territory that is being consumed, but also the strength it continues to deploy, against all odds, in order to live.
With this project, Nina Gazaniol Vérité intends to pursue her research into space-related writing and the connivance between sociological reflection and visual creation. By focusing on the declining countryside, she continues to question, in her own way, notions of norms and strangeness, the visible and the invisible, territories and landscapes.
Constructed like a TV series, the project takes the form of a video installation, at the crossroads of documentary and the visual arts. Viewers/visitors are invited to move around a space that, for a given time, represents the Decazeville area. Between reality and fiction, between zoom interviews and roller field hockey games, between remote-controlled cars and discussions on the apocalypse, between folk dances and empty oyster shells.