Mont St Michel

Visions of the Mont St Michel, a magic mountain in shadow and light, at night, by day, in summer, in winter, non-stop. Hollow pyramid, Tower of Babel, Heavenly Jerusalem, gigantic parking lot, Jacob's ladder, the archangel's pied-à-terre, historic monument, prison, fortress, basilica, alone on the sand banks, before the tides, in the mists, its flanks battered by tourists, pointing towards the constellations, calling out to all the extra-terrestrials...

Visions of the Mont, scrutinised uncompromisingly, passionately, by Jean-Loup Eve, architect and water-colourist, and Alain Hervé, who wrote the text. What emerges is one hell of a holy rock, the Mont St Michel as never seen before, familiar, angelic, humorous and sublime.