Jean-Christian Bourcartmadones infertiles

"I spent a week wandering around the bordellos in Frankfurt for the magazine Marie Claire. The clubs had three rules: no women, no photographs, no film. There were signs everywhere. The pimps had guns and the women use their high heelsas weapons. A constant stream of men roamed the hallways, from morning till morning. The women waiting. They knit, they gossip, they stare numbly at the TV screen. There was a floor for Western women, one for Asian women, one for Black women. I couldn’t get too close. In my jacket pocket I had concealed a small camera that was far too noisy. I would pretend to be interested, only to leave immediately, coughing to mask the noise of my camera.

It's about the relation between pervertion and creation, the oscillation between the sordid and the sublime. I returned with a silent video camera, its lens hidden in a badge with a hole in it. I was able to enter the rooms. A girl noticed something, she thought it was a gun. I became afraid. I bought a gun. Another girl throught I looked suspiciousand raised the alarm. With her German sheperd at my heels, I tried to get away. And that is when the pimps caught me up."

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Hardocerv, ink clothe cover, 25,7 x 20,4 cm. Colors photographs. Cover a little soiled otherwise in very good condition.