«A long time ago, we used to say »fairy electricity" to evoke a new and almost miraculous form of energy. Today, despite the threat of blackouts, we've become accustomed to its tidiness, sheathing and padlocking. But sometimes, at the bend in the road, we discover works of art of a sort, somewhere between carefree ramshackle and unexpectedly aesthetic. Stopovers in Tucson, Arizona, Guadeloupe and the Pyrénées-Orientales.
My first series of images for Le Regard Libre was devoted to the white marble quarries of Carrara. A year later, I set course for Caunes-Minervois, in the Aude department, to discover a more discreet deposit, which has nevertheless supplied incarnate marble to such famous landmarks as the Grand Trianon in Versailles, the Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel in Paris and the Great Mosque in Cordoba...
From Icarus to Leonardo da Vinci to wingsuit enthusiasts, humans have always dreamed of flying like a bird. And birds, for their part, seem to love taking a break from human constructions. The Italian example, with sculptural ambiences in the heart of Rome, and a Hitchcockian atmosphere at a freeway service area.
PHOTO ESSAY, Bernard Léchot | Even though we know that over there, on the other side, lies another continent, the sea always evokes a sense of infinity—one that the somewhat incongruous objects lining its shores fail to dampen. Photos taken at Cabo de Gata, in Andalusia, not far from another sea—a rather hideous one at that—the «Plastic Sea» of the greenhouses in the province of Almería.
In a city, the passage of time can be portrayed in a thousand different ways. Through a startling sculpture, such as *L’heure*...
PHOTO ESSAY, Bernard Léchot | I wanted to follow in the footsteps of this absolute masterpiece by Sergio Leone. The «Sweetwater» ranch was waiting for me in the Tabernas Desert, in Andalusia. A little further west, after searching carefully, I ended up at the small abandoned train station in La Calahorra-Ferreira, where Claudia Cardinale used to get off… And much further west, on the other side of the Atlantic, just a stone’s throw from Monument Valley, facing the ruins of the arch, Ennio Morricone’s music pierced the silence of the desert. What a moving moment.
Le Regard Libre N° 84 – Bernard Léchot Au «Pays des Trois-Lacs», pendant la journée, il y a les grands...
Le Regard Libre N° 83 – Bernard Léchot Le matin très tôt à Zabriskie Point, Death Valley, aux Etats-Unis, à...
Le Regard Libre No. 82 – Bernard Léchot «It’s the silence that stands out the most, with all the roller shutters down,» sings Cabrel in “Hors saison,” evoking a coastal town. On the Mediterranean coast, it’s true as well. In the Camargue, a...
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