It is a managerial tale that turns into a nightmare. The decor ? A start-up that cultivates its trendy image where it is good to work. Without skimping on green plants, glazed open spaces, and other meditation rooms made available to employees. Characters ? Relaxed executives, but whose smile, more or less forced, will freeze. Because there is an intruder among them: a consultant recently hired by management as part of a well-being at work program. His job ? Walk the corridors of the company and greet everyone she meets by placing her hand on their shoulder.
“Personnal touch”, the name of his company, provides human contact in work environments. Because “Touching yourself is the most fundamental human experience” and “Integrating these contacts into a workspace makes it possible to strengthen team dynamics, to encourage colleagues to be more open, more confident in each other and therefore more productive and creative”. Except that the employees do not hear it that way. At first surprised, disoriented by these intrusions into their personal bubble, they will quickly be overwhelmed, complain by mails interposed to their hierarchy, rebel. The discord sets in and the varnish of this managerial best of worlds begins to crumble.
The conspired consultant is actually a Finnish artist, Pilvi Takala, a follower of this type of performance. His video is one of those presented as part of the exhibition “Development variables” at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Tours, the CCCOD, until January 2, 2022. And when we contemplate this theater of the absurd, we are hard pressed to say whether it is a fiction or a a documentary, as the tracks are blurred.
Indeed, the work of Pilvi Takala is indeed a staging. But Florent Audoye’s performance merges with reality. Here, no video, but a fixed-term employment contract framed and exposed. The artist was hired by the CPME Paris Ile-de-France (a federation of small and medium-sized enterprises) as responsible for happiness at work. And he lent himself to the game, chaining talks with his colleagues, leading workshops, even brushing against burn-out himself, as the task seemed immense to him. This is what he recounts in the quirky diary he kept during this experience, depicting his spleen as his mission passed him.