Friday, March 17, 2006

The Purple Monster From Sesame Street



[This message was actually intended for my daily column. I therefore duplicates there, waiting to post here a few nautical mishaps recently found in the archives.]

day seminar all day tomorrow on the theme: "what place to work in the industrial heritage? "I love the question, although in this case I would have preferred to keep the program "How to kick ass Premier haughty." Well, at worst, I sneak away for an hour or two to go pounding the pavement and I will return. But seriously, the question is interesting, in this era where everything becomes heritage at risk of turning the country into a vast museum. Obviously, one can ask the question another way: the heritage in question is there still anything to industrial since it is no longer a place of work?


A factory on the banks of the Somme, A mine in May 2005.

Let me be clear. I was one of those that the destruction of factories in Billancourt put pissed off, because the city want to delete all traces of production activities, it is not healthy. There is a tendency to hide the industry, something a little dirty, away from the city, trying to forget about it - our eco-friendly Parisians, who design their alleged traffic plans disregard artisans and industrial who still produce things in their hands, is also a variety of phenomenon.

But on the other hand, if these buildings become, as is often the case, n-th place socio-cultural, official or not (the refrigerators to Paris, the foundry at Le Mans, Le Lieu Unique in Nantes ...), do not you do much the same thing by diverting the direction, leaving behind those walls that were there for a purpose and that goal was an industrial activity? These buildings

deserts or socio-culturalized, not industry, is a fossil of industry - because a real industrial site, it changes all the time. We built a new studio here, where we install the machine tool recently delivered, and we need to get trains there, and then we will increase the height of the chimney ... It turns out that for my paper, I study a workshop especially a particular plant. This building still exists and is the oldest of the plant. I did incidentally Preview, and have never been able to photograph: the plant, built for the naval guns in 1753, is now preparing to arm the new class of frigates that Franco-Italian announced last winter - top secret, no pictures. What is certain is that the building in question, called today Casters, he is long gone, has repeatedly changed functions without ever having exactly all those destined to him. That is an industrial site alive. How think in terms of heritage there?

One of these days I'll explain how, by failure to develop the industry as the subject of a story, they killed one of the oldest societies of non-ferrous France. The Pen

salute you.

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