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/ Presented by Nathalie Belayche
RUNNING THROUGH THE WIND _ FRANK ROTHE

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Only the top pioneers of the GDR were admitted to a summer camp in Artek in Crimea. Frank Rothe was twelve at the time and remembers being surprised at finding himself numbered amongst the elite socialist youth, in this Soviet bastion on the island of Krim. However, a certain disillusionment with the all powerful propaganda, including the pressure from his teachers to learn Russian, set in over the next several years.

That was until he went there on a trip in 1992, when he saw the new Russia from the perspective of its capital being shaken by military combat. Despite his misgivings, he decided to learn the language and to undertake several journeys through the former Soviet bloc.

 


In 2004, he then began on his project Running Through the Wind: a portrait of youth that is neither East nor West but which "runs through the wind", as he has it.

He travelled back and chose Artek (today in Ukraine) to go and meet the new generation that is a hybrid of history. Hundreds of children and adolescents continue to spend their holidays in the old Soviet camp, and it has become a holiday camp as big as a small town. As for the entry criteria, once based on merit, now it is based on financial means and paid for by the parents. There are no more speeches or political debates. In video interviews, the photographer notes the disappearance of the ideology that he knew: now nobody presents them with a vision of the future or even direction for the days and years to come.

 


It is elsewhere that the close connection which sustains this middle class youth and its elders is to be found. On these shores of the Black Sea, there is a sense of never-ending summers, punctuated by collective meals and rest times as well as by conversations. Frank Rothe captures this perpetual simplicity using natural light, without using a flash or tripod.

" For me as a photographer it was a journey back in time. I travelled back into a period of my life, which does not exist anymore ". Frank Rothe.

 
       
 
 

 

RUNNING THROUGH THE WIND
Frank Rothe





Afternoon sleep in a girls room, 2004
Chromogenic print, 100 x 100 cm
 
   
   
 
 
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/ Presented by Patrick Le Bescont
HOTEL EUROPA _ MONIQUE DEREGIBUS

 
 


Sequence from Livraison,
texts by Jean-Pierre Rehm and Zahia Rahmani, Hotel Europa, Filigranes editions.

" Hotel Europa is, first and foremost, the affirmation of a substance: here, rock against rock, there a prow of set stone, Laocoon and his reptiles alone on a square, blocks of flats rising high all around, houses forming layers, strata and jags, zigzagging or straight tarmac roads, etc. With the exception of the very occasional portrait, always outside, and always apparently more bound up with the ensemble and thus making the general rule even moremanifest, the landscape unfolded against its uniformly blue sky by Hotel Europa is wholly governed by the law of petrifaction.

(...)

 


And so, in succession and overlapping, there is an "I would prefer not to" offer the detailed account of a journey, "I would prefer not to" travel, "I would prefer not to" be in the centre of a city, "I would prefer not to" undertake a sociological study, "I would prefer not to" let the lens take the people and things hostage, "I would prefer not to" believe in the autonomy of the image (that one, the target image, was sent sinking by the profile of a shooting gallery in a fairground), "I would prefer not to" differentiate between Marseille, Sarajevo and Odessa, under cover of picturesqueness, "I would prefer not to "mix up Marseille, Sarajevo and Odessa, under the pretext of globalisation, "I would prefer not to" forget the past utopias of which signs still linger in the streets, "I would prefer not to" be blind to the effects of time on buildings. Etc.

 


As strong as the invisible seism that shakes on their foundations a handful of houses on the edge of a curve, as clear as that movement in which the sea becomes land and a boat a building alongside the quay, this kind of false indecision shakes up the composition of the images, blurs both the attraction of the series and the refusal of narrative. In a word, it undermines delimitations. And here we have a key to the dominant minerality: the unyieldingness of frontiers. Whereas the first series showed the (unlined) exteriority of American landscapes -screens filtering light- Hotel Europa brings before us territories that are just as receptive to broad daylight, but their configurations and obstacles are of another kind; they are zones. "

 
       
 
 
 
   

 

HOTEL EUROPA
Monique Deregibus

foyer of the ugc cinema, gaumont,
marseille, march 2001

Chromogenic print, 120 x 140 cm

   
       
       
   
 
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/ Presented by Eugénia Mestres
ALCORISA _ SANTOS MONTES

 
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Spain, a deeply Catholic country, comes alive each year to celebrate Easter in a very special way. It is more than the resurrection of Christ; it is an incarnation of the Passion and a glorification of the pain of redemption.
On the crossroads of collective expression and individual experience, the triptych work by the photographer Santos Montes bears witness to this ritual in the village of Alcorisa. In this village, as throughout all of Teruel, Lower Aragon, the Holy Week pulsates with a theatrical fervour, re-enacted for the last twenty five years by its inhabitants. Santos Montes has taken the time to mingle with them, to meet with and talk with them in order to win them over and gain their trust.

 


Taken between 1998 and 2005, his ninety pictures transcribe the visible and inner nature of this part-secular, part-sacred ritual, which lies at the convergence of reality and legend. It is a homage to the people of Alcorisa and the present day social reality of their collective memory.

Dressed in period clothing and amongst the noise of the base drums, over five hundred people relive the Passion of Christ during Holy Week.....It does not matter who is taking the part of the Virgin Mary, Christ or Judas, they will give themselves over body and soul to the role which is assigned to them at each new celebration of the Way of the Cross.

 


This experience is a very personal one for each of the villagers. Showing through this celebration is the primacy of a common aim: by confronting death as a collective ordeal the people of Alcorisa demystify the fear and intensify their sense of group consciousness. Hard to understand, no doubt, in other times and other places, the drive behind this religious ceremony engenders in those new to it or those watching, a sense of reflection on the universal role of tradition and ritual.

Santos Montes chose the fixed and animated image to bring out this key to community unity.

 
       
 
 

 

Santos Montes
A
lcorisa





Rostros Pasión, 1998-2005
Silver black and white photography, 50 x 50 cm
 
   
   
 
 
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