Technically stunning, light partially illuminates the rocks and throws shadows in to crevices to create photographs of subtle perfection. Taken over a period of thirty years the images are of Parisian Graffiti that Brassai stumbled upon during his wanderings of the city.
They capture something primitive, they are like newly discovered cave-paintings; the naive cave-paintings of the contemporary. Incidental mark-making which is unaware of its potential to outlive its authors and speak in the future. They become, focussed by Brassai's lens, monumental statements of archetypal stories.
Presenting to us the innocent stories of children's book, faces like masks and dream-creatures, I wish I had stumbled upon graffiti this good. But I am satisfied, at least, to have stumbled upon Brassai's photographs.