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the hits from the 70s, Volume 4

Returning to Prestige Postcards from Cape Théojac.

First with this amazing view for his views on the Tube:

We owe it to Mr. Garang would be good Garanger Marc, photographer unveiled Algerian women by the military brutality during the war Algeria.

Our postcard shows a Centre Pompidou still under scaffolding tumble tube whose ends littered with garbage input of all kinds.

For my part, I never entered the Centre Pompidou in this entry and I do not know if it was a day actually working.

Yet she said the freedom of apprehension the place, dragging the visitors from the square towards the inside or leaving the Center to use at leisure transparent hose for use on the front as is a floor.

The image of Mark Garanger said although this ability to swallow and digest the visitors and the gaping mouth of the pipe provides an image anything organic.

Fortunately the game is superb as the supporting structure of the tube provides both perspective and stiffens the object.

The light which we do not know if it is evening or morning is blue again.

Sun:

This is still a postcard Prestige times that we owe this to the Agency Top I do not know.

Here is the transparency tube escalator which is highlighted with a day-cons whose powerful yellow sun makes all the darkness.

is an image very hard in the sense that it finally has fun little architecture but seems mostly to want to work against a regular and picturesque sunrise or sunset.

Given the orientation of the Centre Pompidou, it can be I think of the sun from the west then in the evening.

But what surprises me is that we have the sensation of being inside Centre. It's quite strange ...

Maybe finally the photographer would not be covered but its reflection. I remain skeptical ...

To end this series (still open) I would say that architecture is always a way to shape images.

But there are architectures that carry with them their pictures to come, or are made to produce a specific number (I am a monument!) And others by their plastic qualities seem at once elusive and completely open to the photographic gaze, as a perpetual playground.

They are both subject to look and the object that you can see, optical machines and walks.

Centre Pompidou in this category, he plays familiar images, even the accused (industries, factories ...) but also the very place of its construction and billions of contrasts that product, it is a vibrating object , breaking and surprisingly nothing seems tired.

It is never a surprise.