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Yohann Lamoulere & Franck Pourcel - Glasgow Meets Marseille Downtown

When Street Level director Malcolm Dickson realised that Marseille and Glasgow had been twin cities for a decade, he decreed to do something to commemorate the relationship between these two urban landscapes which have changed dramatically, but which have left areas untouched and largely out of view.

The result of this is two off-site shows by Yohanne Lamoulere and Franck Pourcel, two photographers who look at the underbelly of Marseilles in very different ways.

In False Towns, Lamoulere looks at reshaping the northern-most area of Marseille, while Roma: Marseille ajar city focuses on a make-shift Roma community built in the area.

Twinned with False Towns, Pourcel’s At Twilight captures a city caught between demolition and renewal, while Noailles at the time of rehabilitation, which is paired with Roma: Marseille ajar city, looks at an area in the throes of redevelopment even as it houses migrants and temporary workers.

“Both Lamoulere and Pourcel really stood out in terms of singular image-making and a socially concerned approach that lifted the work from purely straight or traditional documentary,” says Dickson, who cites “the upheavals caused by urban planning, the displacement of peoples, the social geography of Marseille, or in other words, something of the hidden Marseille” as the core of the work.

In an ongoing exchange, work by Glasgow-based artists Frank McElhinney and Kotryna Ula Kiliulyte are set to be seen in Marseille, with further projects pending.

“There are a lot of synergies between Marseille and Glasgow,” Dickson points out, “both in terms of their historical relationship to photography, energy of the city space, diversity of inhabitants, and an individual identity. Both of course have strong industrial traditions, and both to some extent are built ariund their waters.”

Yohanne Lamoulere - False Towns / Franck Pourcel - At Twilight - Trongate 103, Glasgow, 1st – 25th Sep, Institut Fran├žais, Edinburgh, 7th Oct – 26th Nov. Yohanne Lamoulere - Roma: Marseille ajar city / Franck Pourcel - Noailles at the time of rehabilitation - Alliance Fran├žaise de Glasgow, 2nd Sep – 29th Oct.

The List, September 1st 2016



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