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A Harvest Season at the Fondation Cartier

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A Harvest Season at the Fondation Cartier
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Ibrahim Mahama, The Harvest Season, Fondation Cartier basın görseli

Fondation Cartier pour l’art contemporain opens a wide stage from October 22 at the new address in Paris. The exhibition titled “The Harvest Season” (Le Temps des récoltes) leaves the entire venue in Place du Palais-Royal until 28 February 2027.

Born in 1987, Mahama graduated from Kwame Nkrumah Science and Technology University, recognizing with the moststallations, which was shot from recycled jute sacks and industrial residues. The artist passing through scenes such as Venice Biennial and Documenta, this time rereads Ghana’s post-colonial heritage through labor, shrinking and restiting concepts.

The exhibition expands nine artists and collective contributions to the architect Courage Dzidula Kpodo, the photographer James Barnor, painter Gideon Appah and architect Courage Dzidula Kpodo; its identity, independence and cultural infrastructure themes are connected together in the context of Africa. Mahama’s previously never exhibited versions reshape the place of Fondation Cartier with its own language.

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