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"In seventy years we piled up thousands of memories, we have kind of an attic in our head. Pilud up things wich end up re-apparing", explains the photographer Gilbert Garcin [...] From what remains of his son's "mecano", bit of strings and small stones, adhesive, scissors and his camera, he works out tiny models, for wich he makes lightenings "to look more real", and then he takes pictures, day after day, of the various scenes of his own small theatre. Playing with self-portraits and cloning without regrets his character of "Mister-No one", he then stages himself in the most surrealistic situations [...] Taken from the text Le petit Théâtre de M. Garcin by Armelle Canitrot, in Pour Voir n°4, septembre 2000 |
