Could we imagine a «Regard Libre» focused on the rural world without featuring the ultimate Swiss icon? But Switzerland doesn’t have a monopoly on cattle. You don’t even have to go as far as India—just think of the United States! And even… Corsica, where they’re actually quite rare.
Beyond the famous sites of Monument Valley and Antelope Canyon, journey to the heart of «Navajoland», through hills and red rocks, passing through the sacred site of the Navajo capital, Window Rock, on the border of Arizona and New Mexico.
Beyond the spire currently being rebuilt, the construction site at Notre-Dame de Paris allows for strange angles and paradoxical perspectives, where Gothic stone and machine metal merge almost artistically.
In 1992, Zurich closed Platzspitz Park, which, in the shadow of the Swiss National Museum, had become a filthy hotbed of depravity, violence, and drug overdoses.
At certain times of the year, homo touristicus has a tendency, despite his good ecological resolutions, to fly off to seek the sun elsewhere. This astonishing biped sometimes seeks solitude, but more often finds itself in tightly packed flocks wading in the water of its favorite pond. Just like the phoenicopterus roseus, a partial migrant better known as the pink flamingo. Images taken at the Parc ornithologique du Pont de Gau, Camargue.
If the «filles de Camaret» have been immortalized in a song that's more bawdy than downright poetic, it's indeed a form of poetry - but rusty, faded, salty, abandoned - that haunts the boat graveyard at Camaret-Sur-Mer, at the end of the Crozon peninsula in Brittany's Finistère region.
Brick: a building material made of clay, in the shape of a rectangular parallelepiped, says the dictionary. Which forgets the function of blotting paper, as the walls become impregnated with lettering from another time, telling the story of the city before. Examples from across the Atlantic and antichronologically from Denver, Colorado, to Flagstaff, Arizona.
Snow in colors—or, more precisely, snow and colors—which stand out all the more when the «white blanket,» as the song goes, tries to cover them up. A stroll, not on Kilimanjaro, but through the city of Neuchâtel.
Symphonic music is a vast, tempestuous stream. What if we went back to its source, to the center of its gush, right next to the musicians and choristers? Immerse yourself in the heart of the Ensemble symphonique neuchâtelois (ESN) and the Cantabile Choir.
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