“In remanence, we live, remain and see”
In pursuit of those little moments that touch and first appear to be insignificant, some will be stretched by my tender and myopic photography. The evanescence that is invoked by a sort of delay whereby the image seems to retain a place with its fleeting tracks, illustrates the impossibility to freeze.
My imagination here turns towards a polymorphic form where Marseille is another stopover to other meetings, nothing new in the end. Although, here, thanks to its formal orientation, its metaphoric duals set up a more narrative approach that tries to move beyond any speech that very often is simplistic. Image is a language beyond words…”
Departure, 2014 I don’t remember that dog name. What I know, he had a deep will to pass through the window glass to join us, to be part of us, like an human. If you have the will to encounter my pictures, you’ll have to be human once, probably.
We all sleeps into fragile shelters Don’t be affraid to fall, structures are made for collapse. Like matches, we can burn once, but as wood we can drift to drift peaceably downstream to the new Republic. No matter what they said, troubles will come from the waters.
Time to Dance, 2014
Tip for a Jailbreak Even stuck upside down it’s always time to dance and like a big wheel, the music sounds from a mirrored turntable
With Love too see the sea You would be helpful to put a coin on the the left to see further. But you know how artists are generous or even egocentric. Who cares in fact? Because the fact is to show the love to see, a pretext that could be you.
The Island, 2014
From Window to Rock Alone Aiming one island to be alone Knowing how the rock is tough, just a thought
Bay Monkey, 2014
From stones to stones The time to pass a time for eat and time to go Insignificance is the causality of the desire to stay
Those Shadows of Doubts, 2014 Let’s Stay Speedy. Because of the sun in our eyes, Ignoring our past, looking for speed No matter what insignificance could let.
Leaving Car, 2014
For a beter trust to your feet From sea to concrete, rusty wall will not protect you from the path. Leave your car and DRIVE NOW!
To the Rocks With Walking Sticks, 2013 Together is better! With a little help, from a stick or a hand Go further to cross the desert as slow as possible.
Glittering Water to Concrete, 2014 Flying off the top to encounter more directions
The Tale, 2014 From Marseille with Love Thanks to Catherine, Philippe, the motoryclist and the big wheel to allow me such happy mood. My tale could be a starting point or an end for another serie, who never knows.