Une personne passe devant l'objectif de mon appareil photo. Nous sommes boulevard Saint Germain. En arrière-plan, on devine une autre personne hatée le pas.

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Are you going somewhere?

Review of the series by Michel King

Lo Kee does not open his shutter on the snows of Kilimanjaro, the ruins of Angkor, Niagara Falls… No, this stroller of the streets, photographs the gray bitumen and the footsteps that animate him. Crossing the street, a snapshot of Lo Kee appears to me; I pass through this mirror of his dreams. Its pedestrian crossings lead us to the edge of our architectural dreams. He trades with shadows; he is in love with it. Its shadows tilt, jostle, give rhythm, designate, cover each other, silhouette each other. Lo Kee projects me not a moonlight but a light of shadow which illuminates my walk of myopic prosaic...

Michel King, Dean of the Official Painters of the Navy, Knight of the National Order of Merit, Knight of the Order of Arts and Letters and President of the National Society of Fine Arts.

A man whose legs you can only see is waiting at the pedestrian crossing. He carries with him an umbrella of which we only see the point which rests on the ground.

What looks like two women are waiting at a crosswalk.

A man in tweed trousers and leather shoes is waiting to cross the road.

In the middle of the sidewalk, a person is stationary with both feet.

The legs of a passerby crossing on a pedestrian crossing are reflected in a puddle of water.

Between the pillars of a tunnel, we see the leg of a passer-by.

Une jeune femme aux jambes nues et avec des bottines croise les jambes en attendant de traverser le passage piéton.

Two people on the opposite side of the picture are waiting for the light to turn green.

Two businessmen with calets in hand are waiting for the traffic light to turn green, Rue de Rivoli.

A man in velvet pants and a shirt in his hand crosses the middle of the road.

A loaded man pulls behind him two suitcases.

Un homme en costume marche à vive allure et s'engouffre d'un pas sûr dans la rue voisine.

A chic man with only his legs visible walks with a black leather bag.

Une femme marche à vive allure. Son trench s'envole avec le vent révélant ses jambes nues.

Une femme déhanchée attends au passage piéton que le feu passe au vert.

A man waits for the light to turn green to cross.

A loaded man carries several bags in each of his hands.

Un homme en costume marche d'un pas décontracté.

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