An astonishing personality, obsessive perfectionist, provocateur par excellence and a creator of genius, Guy Bourdin was one of the most flamboyant photographers of the Sixties, Seventies and Eighties. His biographer, Shelly Verthime, is presenting a completely unknown part of his œuvre at Arles this year: his early work in black and white from the Fifties. I knew Guy Bourdin well and that's why we are reprinting today the words that appeared in Paris Match on his death in April 1991.
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