|
« Real
time is the moment at which the picture is taken » (les communiqués)
Of course with speeding, pictures everywhere and excesses
in everything, modern times have become pretentious times. However one
isn’t going to put on a cloak and go against the tide just because there
is a taste for…. excess.
This is why I need to justify the inclusion of a few
photos on this site, and for a reason that no one will dare to
challenge: that they brighten up the severity of a computer screen with
the feeling I have for these people – myself excepted - . These photos
are as much a tribute to these people as I am conscious of the
unfortunate restrictions that are imposed on me by the situation
vis-à-vis all those that I love & admire. |
|
|
 |
Louis Saguer will have been, with André Jouve my great
inspiration. If I have a few pointers which have opened the way to
composition, I have acquired them from him. |
|
|
 |
This photo, taken at home in Marseille, in front of my
Erard piano of the time (1960s) is a small tribute to him.
|
|
|
 |
Geneviève Teulières from Bordeaux will have been my
greatest friend (yes, of course! a friendship between a man and a woman
can exist and we have proved it) and one of my magnificent interpreters.
I hope not to overstep my duty of discretion towards Henri Dutilleux by
saying that he admired her and, in fact she had been one of the very
first interpreters of his famous Strophes sur
le nom de Sacher. |
|
|
 |
To embrace a woman like Madeleine de Valmalète is a rare
occasion. She was, and we still know that to this day, a very great
pianist whom I had the pleasure of hearing when she was 85 or so in a
florid programme of Liszt & Chopin, wrapped up in some Fauré & Debussy.
An unforgettably strong and tender woman.
Photograph by Alain Serra |
|
|
 |
With the dazzling Isabel Garcisanz, whom I had known
thanks to Louis Saguer. A voice, an artist and a woman. The Devil of
Ramuz used to say: “with two, it is no longer happiness, but with three
it is”.
|
|
|
 |
Roland Hayrabedian, whose career I accompanied during the
last ten years of my life in Marseille. The man whose self control I
have always admired, he worked in great depth with an impressive
clear-sightedness and with a success of which I am particularly pleased. |
|
|
 |
Alain Goudard, another companion in my musical life. The
man who managed to get handicapped people to play in a ‘cheerful group’
called Les Percussions de Treffort and who continues with this
deeply moving adventure. And as Alain Goudard can sing as well as make
others sing, he really is an ‘homme de choeur’ (homme de coeur=man of
the heart), which is his real portrait. |
|
|
 |
This dear Maurice Ohana whom I met very late but with
what an exchange.
Photograph by Guy Vivien
|
|
|
 |
I even dare to include a photo of myself as soloist. But
do not be mistaken.
I am not pretending to read one of my scores for the
gallery, no, I am really looking at a score by Annette Schlunz, who was
accompanying Musicatreize on a trip to Dresden in the 80s. And
Dresden also is very dear to me.
Photograph by Matthias Creutziger |
|
|
 |
Régis Campo in a dream. He passed his exam at the end of
Georges Boeuf ‘s composition class at the CNR of Marseille whilst I was
one of the judges. I cannot say that we don’t leave each other
particularly when one knows the journey he has made since.
Photograph by Claude Lorin |
|
|
 |
Epidaurus! Where Andonis Vouyoucas who, with his wife,
the actress Françoise Chatot, pursues with no let-up an extremely brave
and intelligent project at the Gyptis theatre, gives the accolade just
before a performance of Antigone in 1997.
|
|
|
 |
The poet of Nantes Roland Halbert
(center) and the composer Jean-René Combes-Damiens (right), dear
friends, the first shortly after the death of Maurice Ohana whose he
was also a friend, the second met in Guéret where has been a
composition concourse for piano, so at the beginning of 90. I like
both alike for their works, of aristocratic personality, and I hope for them the echo that deserve.
|
|
|
 |
Barbizet Pierre. The man who knew everything! Even how to
play the piano…..
|
|
|
 |
Pierre Ancelin, another gentleman and high calibre
musician. An unforgettable meeting.
One can recognise without difficulty Madeleine Milhaud &
France Clidat.
|
|
|
 |
Sharing a happy moment with Bernard Tétu full of trust
and friendship.
|
|
|
 |
Teresa Ida Blotta conducts the Artedie
Ensemble founded by Patrice Fouillaud around his School of Music in
Villeneuve-le-Roi.
They are dear to myself because they
symbolize, to my opinion, this sensible sharing among human beings in a
society I dream since a long time.
|
|
|
 |
Thierry Bouchet,
professor
of
music writing in the conservatory of
Mâcon. He
introduced me to the
accordion!
Great meeting, of a man and a musician able to measure everything and
giving his friendship, with absolute sincerity!
|
|
|
 |
My wife and son, towards the end of the 1960s.
|
|
|
 |
1952, with my piano teacher, Yvonne Studer, who dared to
make me play with her, Rachmaninoff’s 2nd piano concerto,
which is well known to be an insurmountable work (except by the great),
which is untrue!
In her memory.
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
Copyright © Lucien
Guérinel 2007 - 2009
Mise à jour du
18-févr.-2011 |
|