If we say Pop Art to you, you inevitably think of Andy Warhol's soup cans and Roy Lichtenstein's stereotypical blondes... And then? The Louis Vuitton Foundation dares to take a step aside, abandoning the two tenors of Pop Art for the sulphurous figure of Tom Wesselmann, the last member of the infernal trio who until now had not been the subject of 'such light. A furious dive into the madness and pop euphoria of the American painter, the exhibition desecrates these icons in favor of slick images of assumed kitsch, false advertisements or large erotic nudes which are reminiscent of Henri's languid odalisques. Matisse and Paul Cézanne. These paintings, not devoid of sensuality, respond to the subversive paintings of his contemporaries.

Between flamboyant retrospective and thematic focuses, this exhibition here multiplies the comings and goings, passing from the obsessive work of the serial artist Jasper Johns to that of his lover Robert Rauschenberg, contrasting the figurative painting of Martial Raysse with that of the priestess sadly overlooked Rosalyn Drexler. From Dada roots to the acidic reinterpretations of Jeff Koons and Ai Weiwei, the Foundation celebrates not without a certain ambiguity the marriage of contemporary art and popular culture. Long live the bride and groom?