Photographs by Christopher Anderson.
Images En Manœuvres Editions,
96 pp., 70 color illustrations, 8x9½".
In Sete, they’ve heard it all before. To get to the heart of this city, it is worth finding the right tempo, to slide into its rhythm, to find the right pitch. There is plenty of music in Sete, music of many kinds. Attuned to the ebb and flow of the tide, carried away by gusts of wind, lulled by the shimmering light of the pond, sidling through the tiny hilly streets leading towards the crublands, winding their way down the railroad, reminded of Italy while celebrating love and romance, or busting out the brass and percussion in time for the joust. Generally, when we think of images, when we look at them and try to tame them, it’s the idea–or the reality–of silence that imposes itself. Yet, when Christopher Anderson crossed through Sète, it is more a noise, rather than a rhythm, that immediately imposes itself.