Let's go to the beach - Paul Virilio and the Littoral
Another of my obsessions (along with the relationship between organic and mechanical decay) is the bunker.
Here, Celeste Olalquiaga looks at Virilio's fascination with the almost indestructible Nazi concrete edifices which scatter the Normandie Littoral. A summer holiday in 1958 led to seven years spent roaming the French coast documenting what he initially referred to as the 'cryptic architecture' of the Atlantikwall, the outer skin of Festung Europa.
His book, Bunker Archaeology is a a codification of military emplacements, yet reflects Gaston Bachelard's Poetics of Space in a sense that Virilio's artistic sensibilities are triggered by the brutalism of Todt's concrete edifices to see some inner attraction.
Organic yet not, these once liminal spaces for organic beings, are maybe neat segue into the science fiction of J.G. Ballard perhaps?
Modern ruins to go with the cast-off modern machine?