The great atlas of lowered eyes.
HUMEROSE Alan.

The great atlas of lowered eyes.

Folio
Regular price €42,00 €0,00 Unit price per
N° d'inventaire 25486
Format 26 x 30
Détails 208 p., numerous color illustrations, publisher's hardcover.
Publication 2022
Etat Nine
ISBN 9782889680061
From what falls before our eyes when we walk in the streets of the world, under our soles, on the sidewalks covered with remains of paint and flattened chewing gum, on the roads and tire tracks, on the pedestrian crossings or the cast iron manhole covers, Alan Humerose has produced photographs and photographic compositions alluding to the world of Atlases, to all those pages which are filled with images of the universe, maps of geography, landscapes, and which are as many invitations to discover as to invent the world.
Following L'Herbier Humerose and Le Vertige des Réserves , this third Humerose part alludes to the encyclopedic world and continues to photographically explore not a subject that it would document but the reading of images in what they always offer of ambivalence between what we see and what we think we see.
With him, we discover the sidewalks as if we were leafing through an atlas,
From what falls before our eyes when we walk in the streets of the world, under our soles, on the sidewalks covered with remains of paint and flattened chewing gum, on the roads and tire tracks, on the pedestrian crossings or the cast iron manhole covers, Alan Humerose has produced photographs and photographic compositions alluding to the world of Atlases, to all those pages which are filled with images of the universe, maps of geography, landscapes, and which are as many invitations to discover as to invent the world.
Following L'Herbier Humerose and Le Vertige des Réserves , this third Humerose part alludes to the encyclopedic world and continues to photographically explore not a subject that it would document but the reading of images in what they always offer of ambivalence between what we see and what we think we see.
With him, we discover the sidewalks as if we were leafing through an atlas,