The skin, a shell a sheet, a geography and landscape to discover as much through the touch and running of fingers than through proprioception, and the perception and interaction with the elements, movement physical activities. Emotions and feelings, are non tangible yet oh so palpable we can pick up on them, even from the outside … More The sky, the other ocean, within.
The time at our disposal each day is elastic; the passions we feel dilate it, those that inspire us shrink it, and habit fills it. Marcel Proust Everything or mostly, is relative and subjective. Time too is relative. Time has a tension to it, it can be elastic, stretched and shrunk. “But, time is set … More Timing and taming the landscape
2014 has been eventful to say the least. After having photographed the sky and the clouds for a few years now, I have taken the leap to walk the path to an idea I had brewing for a few years: taking fine art photography to the sky, and do so without apparatus but skydiving. There … More Seasons Greetings
This could be a dude in California, Utah or Colorado, a mate in Oz, or a bro in South Africa, walking his dog in a canyon but it is my friend Mamoun in Morocco with a stray dog that followed us during our 5 h hike. Reality or fiction with photography isn’t always down to … More Real or not real
Optimism Last week end, this photograph just won the contest “nuages ” at the Gallery Ceros during Paris Photo. This photograph was taken earlier this year in the Agafay desert and titled Optimism, as in in every storm we can find hope in lightening up the sky with a yellow balloon, or a positive outlook … More When the time is right
Delighted to have a feature of the serie l’Optimism in the famous l’Oeil de la Photographie.
When I started taking landscape photographs, the focus was most often on the sky I had my head in the clouds, my gaze upwards. There was always a lot of negative space as I was often told. Sure, there is no denying about it. It gave me a new found childlike amazement of the world … More That negative space, oh so positive.
It all started with a vision, an impulse photo, and it became a lead, a playful pretext for story telling. So the yellow line became a spiritual line. It is also a purely abstract element, like paint on a canvas. The yellow shoes became a metaphore of self, and the walk we all take in … More Air line – where yellow shoes and a yellow line can lead you.
Identity, an entity made of a kaleidoscope of where we come from, where we went, where we are going, and the bagage we gleaned on the way. We can try to escape our roots but do we really? at the risk of falling at the first gust of wind. We can tru to run away … More Deep in your skin
We can loose ourselves, run away from ourselves in travels and we can find ourselves. We can also slowly but surely let go of the many layers we have have been clothed with, or clothed ourselves with, willingly, consciously or not. Traveling consciously sharpens our Xray eyes set upon the world but most importantly on … More Les voyages déshabillent.