Yesterday, I realized it was the last day of the Guy Bourdin film exhibition at Bon Marché. I took a hop, skip and a jump down into the metro, destination: Sèvres-Babylone.

Oh man, I can’t believe I almost missed it.

Sublime. A true study in weightlessness. No use trying to describe it for words could do no justice. I loved the circular mise en scène, loved the Ariel Wizman soundtrack, loved getting a glimpse backstage – so happy, so fresh, loved seeing Guy Bourdin shooting in a shopping cart.

But above all, I loved the saturation of colors, smiles, the memory of these years of freedom, where provocation was a game, where sensuality overflowed with humor and no one was afraid to shock.

I had to bring you back a little taste, this time with a little motion, it kinda had to be… Here are a few videos. Watch them all at the same time and that’ll give you a little bit of an idea of the excessive beauty of the show.

Aaaaah. Bourdin. Goodness, how beautiful…

Translation : Tim Sullivan