“Not to have a body, like an object one would keep at one's disposal and could domesticate at will, but to be a body — and perhaps just that. And to live with it, get by with it, carry around wounds and fatigue, experience pleasures and disenchantments. To play too with improbable gestures, and venture to the edge of enjoyment. This is how Catherine Rebois's work around the body goes: constantly reactivated, constantly questioned, obsessive and yet held at a distance. The body as sole object and foundation of thought.” — Dominique Baqué

“An ironic distance, to be compared with the dichotomous nature of the apparatus, underlines the vanity of this impossible dream.” — Emmanuel Faure-Carricaburu