EL HOMBRE ROJO
ICELAND
COSMONAUTE
"LA BAMBOCHE C’EST TERMINÉE"
Satellated in a world without festivals, the year 2020 takes us by storm and plunges us into a state of emergency. This white year, presented by these white panels, emptied of their meaning, heralding great celebrations of festive life, reminds us of our fragility as well as that of our freedoms.As spring arrives and a revival dawns, the world falls into silence and dread of a strange and frightening pandemic befalling it. The world then sinks into a cold sci-fi night where nothing is allowed and fear is cultivated. We soon find ourselves masked, isolated, almost muzzled, with the immediate consequence of stopping all human activity whatsoever. This series of photos taken last summer in Ibiza represents this year 2020. A white year, where for the first time in the history of mankind, we heard this silence, where the world stops dancing.
Satellated in a world without festivals, the year 2020 takes us by storm and plunges us into a state of emergency. This white year, presented by these white panels, emptied of their meaning, heralding great celebrations of festive life, reminds us of our fragility as well as that of our freedoms.As spring arrives and a revival dawns, the world falls into silence and dread of a strange and frightening pandemic befalling it. The world then sinks into a cold sci-fi night where nothing is allowed and fear is cultivated. We soon find ourselves masked, isolated, almost muzzled, with the immediate consequence of stopping all human activity whatsoever. This series of photos taken last summer in Ibiza represents this year 2020. A white year, where for the first time in the history of mankind, we heard this silence, where the world stops dancing.
FORGOTTEN
My work takes shape around questions:
How can I interpret as faithfully as possible what has been forgotten? Do we forget intentionally?
How, as an artist, can I successfully rebuild a story with a few details and bring back the truth, the emotion, the melancholy? What is the tipping point between pragmatic reality and aesthetic abstraction?
The purpose is to convey a new, raw visual identity, without manipulation.
New Archive images that reinterpret the fragile bonds which exist between the earth and man.
I've always been fascinated by what man imposes on his environment and the ensuing transformations.
Whether these are superficial or in depth, Nature always reclaims its reign with all its might after having been marked.
The poetry of a glorious past often giving way to a bucolic obsolescence.
So I started photographing these abandoned places, objects, and people.My work focuses on this concept of 'Forgotten' along the way.
I endeavour to restore life & body to these disfigured shapes by having a relatively fixed and systematic image construction.
In turn, I have developed this quest for vast spaces where the earth makes you forget everything else, puts you back where you belong and shows you all its strength.
Images in F-STOP A Photography Magazine
My work takes shape around questions:
How can I interpret as faithfully as possible what has been forgotten? Do we forget intentionally?
How, as an artist, can I successfully rebuild a story with a few details and bring back the truth, the emotion, the melancholy? What is the tipping point between pragmatic reality and aesthetic abstraction?
The purpose is to convey a new, raw visual identity, without manipulation.
New Archive images that reinterpret the fragile bonds which exist between the earth and man.
I've always been fascinated by what man imposes on his environment and the ensuing transformations.
Whether these are superficial or in depth, Nature always reclaims its reign with all its might after having been marked.
The poetry of a glorious past often giving way to a bucolic obsolescence.
So I started photographing these abandoned places, objects, and people.My work focuses on this concept of 'Forgotten' along the way.
I endeavour to restore life & body to these disfigured shapes by having a relatively fixed and systematic image construction.
In turn, I have developed this quest for vast spaces where the earth makes you forget everything else, puts you back where you belong and shows you all its strength.
Images in F-STOP A Photography Magazine