Author Michel Philippot

The time between All Saints' Day November 1st and November 11th, the latter marking the end of the first worldwide human massacre( world war One), has always seemed a little…

This is the photographer speaking: “The meaning of art is not authenticity but the expression of authenticity. Truth alone can neither justify nor excuse it. Since the object itself is…

It’s been a strange week, highly representative of the mentally sick world in which we live. Looking in the weeklies we find: a bombing, a newspaper that desapears, a…

I was prepared to explain my choice of photographs this week. But the news I heard on the radio cut me short: a large international company is going to eliminate…

This week I selected for you 25 pictures, three of which could be described as repugnant—not the photographs themselves, of course, but what they represent. It should be easy to…

Photography is in trouble. The “experts” say so. To be serious, you have to give up a certain number of postures. First, to claim oneself an “expert” in…

This week I must ask for your forgiveness. It wasn’t easy to show you a pumpkin farmer acting like a gondolier. What’s the point? Should I feel guilty showing…

The press is off the Olympics shaking itself like a wet dog. Someone should get a mop. The papers seem lost after these thrilling weeks, as if they…

Something along the lines of... “Hey, how was your summer? Look at these great photos! The little one really enjoyed himself. And the weather!” Okay that’s plenty... it’s difficult not…

Today on page 9 of Libération, in small print, a few pieces of news, like thinly smearing margarine on a toast: 
- Ethnic discrimination remains a reality throughout the…