I put my yellow’s on Went for a wander The wind wispers Ahead, straight on! I didnt see anybody But Humanity In a struggle A puzzle A muzzle. Talk to me Sing to me Lead me Inspire me Surprise me Don’t hurt me.
They say that our memories are the architecture of our identities. Some foundations are laid out without our control. We can decide to reshape, redesign, re- model as we grow older. Memories are this interesting expansive place where faded and vivid images, emotions, sensations can be revived, relived, they come rushing sometimes unannounced, at times welcomed, at others less. They … More Identities
Yesterday I received one very special email from a sky buddy: Girl cute. Why shoot. Skies call.That’s all. Thank you Jeff! I am tempted to just add this little bit of frenglish for the flow and frame it! Girl cute. Why shoot. En chute Freefall Skies call. That’s all. I was told once one should … More Sky Call
How does an artist mind work? Get an idea – a feeling – a vision for it – go do it. Sometimes it takes a little time – sometimes it’s instant, sometimes it’s instant and ends up taking up a little more time than anticipated. It is often the way I work with personal projects. They often … More Lining up
It’s all about the moods. Indeed I often feel compelled to shoot certain photographs that are more about moods and feelings than of a subject or pictural. It’s a call – I just have to do it. At times I dont even know what I am doing or why I am doing it – it often reveals itself … More Atmosphere
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.
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.
Yellow has become a trademark colour ( just in case you didn’t notice), it has become a part of my identity ( or it may have been for a while, unconsciously) The same way the project Latitude 34 took over my life on many levels, following an imaginary line around the globe, linking my place … More Playful becomes meaningful
On a plane to Morocco, I was seated next to someone who described my series as “the most beautiful job in the world because artists dream something, imagine something and then create it visually which makes the rest of us dream and wonder as well”. I never thought of it like that but I guess … More I had a dream
I love meeting people and I show it – often it gets me in a funny situations, I have had many occasions where a person of the opposite gender has mistaken my curiosity for having fallen head over heels for him. Fair enough, it has proven true a couple of times later down the line, … More The universe is made of stories