Isabella Bird: Femme Exploratrice, vol. 3

IsabellaBird-v3-cov“Le Japon du XIXe siècle hors des sentiers battus !”

“Pour rejoindre Niigata, première étape de son périple, Isabella Bird a choisi une voie secondaire, rarement empruntée par les voyageurs étrangers. Au fur et à mesure que l’intrépide exploratrice s’enfonce dans la campagne japonaise, l’agitation des grandes villes et la splendeur des sites historiques s’effacent devant la misère du monde rural… Aux divers chocs culturels s’ajoutent des conditions de voyage de plus en plus difficiles, si bien qu’Ito lui-même a du mal à faire face à cet aspect de son pays qu’il ignorait. Mais l’aventurière refuse de se laisser abattre, et c’est sans fléchir qu’elle s’engage sur le dernier tronçon de la route d’Aizu !”

“Lancez-vous à la découverte d’un Japon traditionnel désormais disparu à travers les yeux de l’intrépide Isabella Bird ! Basé sur les écrits réels de l’aventurière, Isabella Bird, femme exploratrice est un récit passionnant sur la rencontre d deux monde; dessiné avec un rare souci du détail par Taiga Sassa, un nouveau talent prometteur !”

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Je continue la lecture de cette série dont j’ai déjà commenté le deux premiers volumes.

IsabellaBird-v3p010Juin 1878. L’exploratrice britannique Isabella Bird et son guide japonais Tsurukichi Ito continuent leur chemin sur la route d’Aizu en direction de l’île d’Ezo (Hokkaido). La route est difficile et les villages qu’ils rencontrent sont plongés dans une pauvreté si grande qu’elle surprend même Ito. Pourtant les villageois semblent travaillants et déterminés. Le palefrenier engagé pour prendre soin des chevaux leur explique que la région a été dévastée par la guerre de Boshin. L’armée de l’ouest, menée par les clans de Satsuma et de Chōshū, y a écrasé l’armée de l’est. Les paysans ont été enrôlés de force dans l’armée, beaucoup sont morts, les villages ont été pillés et brûlés. Dix ans plus tard la région n’a toujours pas récupéré. 

IsabellaBird-v3p020À Tsugawa (Aga), l’expédition fait des emplettes, Ito se bourre de friandises et prépare un repas gastronomique pour Isabella. Elle en profite pour commenter (à sa soeur, à qui elle écrit) que la gastronomie japonaise, par la propreté des ses instruments, “la parcimonie et la précision de chaque geste, la délicatesse de la présentation, l’incroyable variété des mets, absolument tout, est imprégné d’une beauté particulière”. Le lendemain, ils prennent une barque pour un voyage mouvementé sur le fleuve Agano jusqu’à Niigata, où Isabella passe quelques temps chez les Fyson. 

Pendant ce temps à Tokyo, un botaniste nommé Charles Maries rencontre le consul général Harry Parkes et James Hepburn car il désir poursuivre en justice Isabella parce qu’elle lui aurait volé son guide, Ito, qui était toujours sous contrat avec lui. Maries considère que son travail pour découvrir de nouvelles plantes est beaucoup plus important que les pérégrinations sans conséquences d’une simple voyageuse. Parkes objecte qu’au contraire l’intelligence sur la géographie et les moeurs des habitants de régions reculées fournit par les aventuriers est indispensable au développement de la diplomatie et des échanges commerciaux de l’Empire Britannique! Il lui refuse donc son support.

Isabella Bird est un autre manga historique au récit passionnant et instructif, mais aussi plein d’humour. La fluidité de l’action est assez bonne. Et, si le dessin est loin d’être parfait (parfois les proportions ou les expressions des personnages sont bizarres), il demeure très agréable à l’oeil et surtout bien détaillé pour donner une très bonne expérience de lecture. À travers le récit divertissant des aventures d’Isabella Bird, nous découvrons deux cultures assez opposées: celles de l’Angleterre Victorienne et celle du Japon de la restauration Meiji. C’est un sujet très intéressant et je recommande donc chaudement ce manga.

Isabella Bird, femme exploratrice T03 par Taiga SASSA. Paris: Ki-oon (Coll. Kizuna), avril 2018. 208 pg, , 13 x 18 cm, 7,90 € / $14.95 Can., ISBN 979-10-327-0248-2. Pour lectorat jeune (7+). stars-3-5

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Pline vol. 6: Carthage La Grande

pline-v6-cov“Dans le tome précédent : Au terme d’une traversée mouvementée, Pline, Euclès et Félix, flanqués de deux nouveaux compagnons, débarquent à Stromboli. Les uns exultent de se rapprocher de leur terre natale, d’autres se réjouissent simplement de fouler à nouveau la terre ferme… Les plus clairvoyants sentent planer le danger.”

“L’Histoire a retenu son nom. Mais que savons-nous du plus grand savant de l’Antiquité ?”

“Après une traversée mouvementée, Pline et sa suite débarquent enfin sur la côte africaine. Carthage et son animation, puis le désert et ses dangers, s’offrent au regard du naturaliste pendant qu’à Rome, les intrigues politiques et l’instabilité de Néron annoncent de funestes événements.”

Pline et ses compagnons arrivent enfin dans le port affluent de Carthage. Il y rencontre son ami Vespasien, qui attend de prendre officiellement le poste de gouverneur de la province d’Afrique. On apprend que le jeune garçon que Pline à recueillit est d’origine Phénicienne. L’expédition se lance  alors dans la désert en direction d’Alexandrie!

Pendant ce temps à Rome, Poppée donne naissance à une fille, qui ne survit malheureusement pas longtemps. Néron retrouve l’esclave Plautina qu’il abuse pour oublié que ses responsabilités le rendent misérable. Et Tigellin complote afin de faire d’une pierre deux coups — à la fois contre les chrétiens et pour la spéculation immobilière — d’une façon qui changera le visage de Rome à jamais…

Extraits des pages 5 à 9

Ce fascinant manga historique nous offre un récit à la fois instructif et captivant. Le graphisme de Mari Yamazaki et Tori Miki est plutôt détaillé (de plus en plus avec chaque nouveau volume) et fort agréable à l’oeil. Ce manga est très recommandé particulièrement si la Rome antique vous intéresse. J’attend avec impatience le volume 7 qui devrait paraître en janvier 2019!

Pline, vol. 6: Carthage La Grande, par Mari Yamazaki et Tori Miki. Paris: Casterman (Coll. Sakka), juin 2018. 200 pg, 13.3 x 18.2 cm, 8,45 € / $15.95 Can (ePub/PDF: 5,99 €), ISBN: 978-2-203-15361-5. Sens de lecture original, de droite à gauche. Pour lectorat adolescent (14+). stars-3-5

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Ross Poldark

RossPoldark-cov“Returning home from a grim war in America, Ross Poldark is reunited with his beloved Cornwall and family. But the joyful homecoming he had anticipated turns sour; his father is dead, his estate in derelict,  and the girl he loves has become engaged to his cousin. However, his sympathy for the destitute miners and farmers of the district leads him to rescue a half-starved urchin girl from a fairground brawl and take her home — an act that will change the entire course of his life.”

“Ross Poldark is the first novel in Winston Graham’s sweeping saga of Cornish life in the eighteenth century. First published in 1945, the Poldark series has enthralled readers for over seventy years.”

I first discovered this story through the TV series (the 2015 BBC adaptation with Aidan Turner and Eleanor Tomlinson, not the previous 1975 adaptation with Robin Ellis and Angharad Rees) which aired on PBS as part of the Masterpiece show. It is an excellent and beautiful historical drama, very well written and with great actors. It really shows all the aspects of the Georgian era’s society in Cornwall (the westernmost county of England): mostly the sentimental struggle of the main characters, of course, but how they manage to survive at a time when the local mining industry is starting to fail, and how the living conditions of the common people (miners, farmers, fishermen) could be so starkly contrasted with those of the nobility. It also subtlety talks about the political, moral or religious issues of the era. It was all fascinating and I couldn’t resist wanting to see what the books looked like (or at least the first volume).

The book series was written by Winston Graham, who based the story on many aspects of his own life. He was born in Manchester in 1908 but lived in Perranporth, Cornwall, for thirty years (1925-1960). He first met his wife when she was thirteen year-old and the character of Demelza is partly based on her. The series includes twelve volumes which were written in two periods. The first four volumes (Vol. 1: Ross Poldark, Vol. 2: Demelza, Vol. 3: Jeremy Poldark, Vol. 4: Warleggan) were written between 1945 and 1953. In 1973, after a long hiatus, he resumed the series and wrote eight more volumes (Vol. 5: Black Moon, Vol. 6: The Four Swan, Vol. 7: The Angry Tide, Vol. 8: The Stranger From The Sea, Vol. 9: The Miller’s Dance, Vol. 10: The Loving Cup, Vol. 11: The Twisted Sword, Vol. 12: Bella Poldark), the last one being published in 2002, just a year before his death. The first seven volumes are set in the eighteenth century (1783-1799) and depict the life of Ross and Demelza, while the last five volumes, set in the nineteenth century (1810-1820), are centred around their children.

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The first volume starts as Ross Poldark (a young British army officer, member of the low and rural English nobility) comes back from fighting on the losing side of the American War of Independence. He has been wounded in the leg and his face is scarred. Unfortunately, he quickly learn that, during his two years absence, his dissolute father has died, their mine has been closed, his two lazy domestic have let his house and domain (Nampara, located near Truro) go into disrepair, and — worse of all — his young fiancé, Elizabeth, believing he had been killed, is now engaged with his cousin Francis! However, he has a strong character and doesn’t despair: he simply roll-up his sleeves, repair the house, plow the land and makes plans to get financing in order to re-open the mine. He is certainly not perfect and has a quick temper but he is a good man, and, seeing the plight of the local villagers, will do his best to help them and always fight for justice. His exceptional social position (privileged but still a gentleman farmer) allows him the move around flawlessly between the social classes, in both the peasantry, the mine workers on one side and the nobility on the other. 

Ross struggles to forget Elizabeth, his first love, and avoids meeting her. He helps his cousin, Verity, in her amorous affair with the captain Andrew Blamey, but it puts him at odds with his family, and deepen the rift with Francis. After the birth of their child, Geoffrey Charles, Francis is gambling too much at the instigation of George Warleggan and Elizabeth is seeking Ross’ help. The family more or less reconciles on Christmas 1787. His choice of Pascoe’s Bank to finance his business (and eventually some personnal enmities) will put Ross on a collision course with George Warleggan, the son of a blacksmith who became a banker and industrialist.

However, the most life-changing event will occur when Ross saves a thirteen year-old girl from a fairground brawl (started over the abuse of her puppy dog, Garrick). He takes her into his household as a kitchen maid and she grows up admiring Ross. But, at seventeen year-old, fearing that Ross could send her back to her abusive father, she seduces him. They will soon after marry despite all the gossips. Ross will slowly learn to love her. She is a coarse young woman but beautiful and, with the help of Verity, will quickly learn the manners of the nobility. She will always see Elizabeth as a rival, but, despite their tumultuous relationship, Ross will somehow be happy. This is as much her story as his.

Winston Graham’s writing is beautiful and easy to read. The story is not only captivating because of its drama, but also because of its description the Georgian society. However, there are substantial differences between the book and the TV series. For examples: Demelza has black hair and not a beautiful red mane like on TV; she boldly seduces Ross in the book while they simply “fall in love” in the adaptation. The book tend to be more realistic in its description, showing more violence and grit, while the TV series is more reserved. But that’s to be expected. On the other side, the TV adaptation shows more easily the beauty of the Cornish countryside. 

I greatly enjoyed reading this first volume (even if I already knew the story), but I am not ready to engaged in the long commitment required by such a large series. However, I strongly recommend it. Also, take note that I read the edition from the superb MacMillan Collector’s Library but there is another edition, the Pan Macmillan media tie-in edition [ Amazon / Goodreads ], which is probably more widely available.

Ross Poldark – A Novel of Cornwall, 1783-1787, by Winston Graham. London: Pan MacMillan (MacMillan Collector’s Library), 2016. 460 pg. £9.99 / $10.00 US. ISBN 978-1-909621-51-0. For readers fourteen year-old and above. stars-3-5

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Books of Ours

MBAMOn October 16th, after a lengthy trek in the Mount Royal Park to admire the autumn foliage, we went to the Museum of Fine Arts to have a look at a small exhibition about books of hours. Titled “Resplendent Illuminations” the exhibit displays Books of Hours from the medieval and Renaissance eras (13th to the 16th Century) but the interesting part is that they are all from Quebec (seven private and public collections). The exhibit, born from in-depth academic research, offers more than 50 artifacts (leaves, complete manuscripts, prints) and is held at the MMFA (pavillon Jean-Noël Desmarais – niveau S2) from September 5, 2018 to January 6, 2019.

Created for the Christian faithfuls (not for men of the cloth but for lay people), Books of Hours offered a collection of calendar of holy and religious feasts as well as passages from the gospels and prayers. They were used for devotion but also to learn reading. What’s characterize them however is that they were personalized with family information (births and weddings) and illuminated with miniature paintings (illuminations) illustrating the life of Christ, the saints or the Virgin Mary. Very minute and beautiful art.

It is really amazing that the faithfuls of New France would bring such beautiful manuscripts with them (or order them abroad) to express their devotion and that those books ended up being so well preserved. Unfortunately, to satisfy the thirst of modern collectors, such beautiful manuscripts were often cut open and sold by the pages (to maximize profits). That’s why many of the artifacts displayed are simple folio. I am quite surprise to see that most Books of Hours are so small, usually in duodecimo book format (each folio has been folded four times to make twelve leaves or twenty-four pages). A detail that I didn’t know: some books of hours were produced AFTER the invention of the printing press (c1450)… The exhibit display seven of those, where wood- and metal cuts replaced illuminations.

Catalogue_raisonné_des_livres_dHeuresThe catalog of this magnificent exhibit (and more) has been published (in French): Catalogue raisonné des livres d’Heures conservés au Québec, edited by Brenda Dunn-Lardeau. Québec, Presses de l’Université du Québec, 2018. 468 pages. $48 (softcover)/$55 (hardcover), ISBN 978-2-7605-4975-3. [ Amazon / BAnQ / Biblio / WorldCat ]

It is a small exhibit (only two rooms) but it is quite enlightening and well-worth seeing for all (ancient) books lovers. You really should take the time to go see it.

Here are some pictures that I took as a memento:

First room

Second room

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Today’s bounty

Today I took a day off at the library to go… visit another library! This afternoon, my wife and I went to the Atwater Library and Computer Center. Founded in 1828 as the Montreal Mechanics’ Institution (the first in continental British North America) to “educate workers for the emerging industries”, it is now registered as charity and acts as a community library, digital learning centre and meeting place. It is a private library but it is opened to everyone (for an annual membership fee of $35 — and, as they say, “[u]nlike municipal libraries, we don’t ask people to show ID documents or proof of their address”). Like all anglophone cultural institutions it relies mostly on donations and volunteer service. It receives over 100,000 visitors annually as it offers “courses and workshops to help young and old master technology in the digital age, (…) literary and educational events, financial literacy sessions, exhibitions on literature and history, (…) and much more.” The library is housed in a heritage building (built between 1818 and 1820) located in Westmount (1200 Atwater Ave., corner of Tupper St.). It is a beautiful place. The floor of the mezzanine is made of glass panels. It has a respectable collections of books and audio-visual documents (nearly 40,000 titles).

Our main reason to visit the library was its Annual Fall Books sale. The donations of documents that doesn’t make it to the library’s collection are sold to help raise funds. There’s a wide selection of new and used books, CDs, DVDs available at very reasonable prices (between $0.50 for paperbacks and $1 for hard covers, to a range of $5 to $20 for larger art books). There was a lot of interesting books, but I had to limit myself because most of them were rather voluminous. I found quite a bounty.

Today's Bounty

It purchased only two books but they were quite a find. First, I got The Complete Cartoons of the New Yorker ($15, a huge book of 11.25 x 13.25 inches, 2 inches thick and weighting about six pounds!) which presents a collection of the editorial and comical illustrations published in the famous magazine since its founding in 1925 up to 2004 (date of publication of the book). I really love those cartoons and can’t wait to read that (although it’s quite heavy to manipulate)! [ Amazon / Biblio / Goodreads / WorldCat ]

Since I am currently writing about Books of Hours, it is quite serendipitous that the second book I purchased was The Belles Heures of Jean, Duke of Berry ($5). It offers colour reproductions (with commentary) of every folio of the beautiful devotional illuminated manuscript (now hosted in The Cloisters Collection of the New York Metropolitan Museum of Art). It was commissioned around 1409 by Jean, duc de Berry to the Limbourg brothers just a few years before they also illustrated the more famous Très Riches Heures for the same patron. It is a very beautiful and amazing book. It will probably take me a while before going through it.  [ Amazon / Biblio / Goodreads / Wikipedia / WorldCat ]

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Since our previous status report, nearly three months ago, a lot has happened. On the domestic front, I am happy to say that I have felt improvement at work. I guess I found better ways to deal with all the irritant “mammoths” (a plethora of usual absurdities, incompetence, and running arounds that made me crazy and drained my energy). However, following the “heat episode” I mentioned earlier, I complained to the union. The union director for the borough came to the workplace and said he could not do anything. A few weeks later he submitted his report to the employers. His conclusion? The section head and the three employees who left early because the excessive heat made them sick … should have stayed at work to show solidarity with their colleagues! Who needs a heartless employer when you have a union of traitors and assholes like that! A real nest of collusion. Madness!

As I keep saying, library work can be quite physical and exhausting (who knew!). I remember someone saying that, at my age, “if you don’t feel pain somewhere when you get up in the morning, it means that you’re dead!” Well, I can say that I feel quite alive. Pain is good. It certainly makes me feel I am there.

What has probably helped is that it has been a very good time for writing. My mind felt clear, I’ve been producing a lot, and everything was doing so well that I could only fear that it would all crash down soon. Maybe it’s the Algernon’s syndrome  or, to paraphrase Nelligan, “I am happy, so happy, that I am afraid to burst into tears!” Hopefully not… It is true that I wrote a lot, mostly about movies (Winchester, The Guernsay Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, Isle of Dogs, Ready Player One, Mary and the Witch’s Flower, Ex-Libris: The New York Public Library), particularly with the coverage of the World Film Festival (list of Japanese films, red carpet, Samurai’s Promise, Zone Out, Life in overtime, Think again, Junpei, The Miracle of Crybaby Shottan, wrap-up). After a while I had enough of movies and it felt like I should go back to comment on books and manga—which I did with The Ghost in the Shell 1.5: [Human Error Processer], Un siècle d’Animation Japonaise, Souvenirs d’Emanon, Le Guide du Mauvais Père 4 and The Little Broomstick. I also wrote a suggestion list of adult manga. With all this the blog’s stats have soared!

I kept busy. I took walks in the park or visited the museum, a farm fair or the Italian week. I also reflected on the electoral conundrum (before accomplishing my citizen’s duty —in anticipation— with disappointing results), against Facebook, about writing (1, 2, 3) and about reading (or not). 

Eventually, by mid-September, everything started to slow down again and I wrote less. So many things to do. I feel that I cannot accomplish anything. What I need is more time! Time… Time is the enemy. We fight it to do more. We fight it hoping not to get old too fast and still have a little time left to do more. I wrote a haiku.

I started writing in a new notebook. The thirty-fifth. Some could be surprised that, in this digital age, one would still use a paper notebook. However, I find this physical form strangely reassuring. After all, electronic information can be so vulnerable. The good old notebook doesn’t need any batteries and fears only fire and water. Its sequential way of working—to write, read (or re-read)—is so much more appropriate for the human brain capacity. It is easier to get an overview of the text, to positioned yourself in the three dimensions of the writing. It’s more confortable for me. Of course, most of the time, it is just a glorified to-do or grocery list, but it serves as backup for my capricious memory. That way, in a few scribbles, I can preserves ideas that would otherwise be too fleeting to be useful. It is also the witness of my daily life.

I’ve watched a few interesting TV series. First, The Miniaturist mini-series. It is good and yet disappointing. It looks similar to the Girl with a Pearl Earring. It’s another show about the powerlessness of women in the end of the Middle Age (or early Enlightment). It concludes with an open-ending. “I can do this”, she says… I also binge-watched the first season of the Jack Ryan TV series on Amazon Prime (a thriller similar to 24), the new seasons of Walking Dead, Doctor Who and also the very good Press TV series. 

Apple has announced new products (iPhone and watch) and released new operating systems. How come, when you do a software upgrade, you always loose something you like? Why is removing something cool and useful is considered an upgrade? New operating systems always offer a basket of frustration…

I am trying to improve my reading habits by reading more, more often and better literature than just manga. I started with The Little Broomstick by Mary Stewart and I am currently reading the first novel of the Poldark series by Winston Graham. But it is hard. In the olden days, I could read about sixty pages in an hour. Now, I read only a few hours per week, before going to bed, and barely thirty pages per hour. After two or three days of starting a new book, I am barely at page fifty! What’s happened to me? Fortunately, as I go forward, it is starting to get better… However, manga are pilling up on my nightstand, so I will soon have to pay attention to them…

“Summer is officially dead. It smells like Fall outside and I heard a flight of geese passing over the house”. Then, Fall officially came. It got colder and rainy. We even had some light snow. It became a little warmer for a while, but now we can feel that Winter is around the corner. Flowers and plants are shrivelling, twisting and taking the brownish colour of death. Winter is coming…

The lights have started to flicker again. Same time than last year…

On the world stage, we find the usual disasters (increasing numbers of earthquakes, floods, hurricanes and volcanoes) but my attention had been particularly focused on the trumpian saga of corruption scandals (Stormy Daniels, the Mueller’s investigation, of course, but particularly the Kavanaugh confirmation) growing in a crescendo as the midterm elections are closing by. Such craziness! (For all the details see the 2018 events for the months of August, September and October as well as the links bellow).

Despite all this, I surprisingly succeeded to stay acquainted with the affairs of the world and gathered over two-hundred notable news & links — which I now share with you (in both french or english, slightly categorized, but in no particular order; please note that, to save on coding time, the links will NOT open in a new window as usual) after the jump.

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Un dimanche au musée

IMG_3412J’ai encore visité une exposition au Musée des beaux-Arts de Montréal in-extremis: en effet, l’exposition D’Afrique aux Amériques : Picasso en face-à-face, d’hier à aujourd’hui se terminait aujourd’hui. Comme toujours, cela en valait la peine (malgré la foule).

Je n’ai jamais beaucoup aimé Picasso (et l’art abstrait en général) mais, comme il se situe aux limites du figuratif et que j’ai toujours été fasciné par la vision du monde qu’il exprime dans son art, il m’intéresse tout de même. J’ai toujours interprété son oeuvre avec l’entendement que, la photographie ayant rendu le besoin de représenter la réalité caduque, les artistes modernes ont délaissé le figuratif pour l’impressionisme, d’abord, puis pour l’expressionnisme et même carrément l’abstrait (cubisme, surréalisme, etc.). On déforme la réalité pour exprimer et inspirer des sentiments. Picasso a commencé à peindre durant une période troublée du XXe siècle, alors ce n’est pas surprenant qu’il exprime des sentiments perturbés, dérangés ou dérangeants. Je me suis toujours demandé comment il pouvait réussir à déformer la réalité d’une telle façon ou s’il voyait vraiment le monde comme cela. Quoiqu’il en soit, j’ai toujours trouvé son art plutôt laid. Mais bon, comme je dis souvent à mon épouse, pas besoin d’aimer ça pour l’apprécier! Pour apprendre, il faut aller au-delà de ses goûts et de sa zone de confort.

Toutefois, ce n’est vraiment qu’en visitant cette exposition, qui met en parallèle des oeuvres de Picasso et de l’art Africain (dans ses très multiples déclinaisons), que j’ai finalement compris son inspiration. À cette époque-là, les artistes tribaux africains tentaient de représenter les esprits de la nature, le divin, la terreur de leur démons. Et c’est dans ces formes là que Picasso a trouvé sa muse.

Étrangement, l’art africain m’a aussi toujours fasciné. J’y trouve quelques chose de surréel, et, là où l’artiste tentait de représenter le surnaturel (esprit, démon), j’y vois une vision d’outre-monde, tantôt lovecraftienne, tantôt l’expression d’une science-fiction accidentelle (extra-terrestre, créature “star trekienne” ou “alienesque”, robot, arme klingonne, etc.). 

Et c’est sous le prisme de ces deux considérations que j’ai visité, et apprécié, cette exposition…

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