The artificial, the synthetic and the plastic (what can be given three-dimensional form, that is) are constants that run throughout the work of Pierre Ardouvin. From popular knickknacks Ardouvin selects objects that are emblematic of a certain cheap, bogus aesthetic (strings of lights, fake flowers), one that is fairly typical of suburban communities with their rows and rows of individual houses.
His polystyrene snowballs covered with a glittery coating are imbued with the cruelty of illusion and the melancholy of memory. They freeze the fleeting moment of a snowball fight beneath an artificial whiteness.