"My studio is a rectangular room with a high ceiling,
old wooden parquet flooring, and a large window facing north."
"It is like a tiny theatre with an empty stage,
a space to be filled, a time yet to be invented,
a proscenium where everything is possible,
no trick disallowed,
"Here all temporal boundaries dividing life and imitation,
reality and fiction, dissolve.
Like any art worthy of the name,
the most brazen lie can evolve into surprising and seductive truth."
Like any art worthy of the name,
the most brazen lie can evolve into surprising and seductive truth."
"The furnishings are modest: two or three stools,
a carpet, some chairs,
a carpet, some chairs,
two or three lights, and an old blanket,
which is my favourite backdrop.
It can be a wall, a road, a field, sky, night, fear, wind…
a screen for dreams."
"The studio is not only in this room;
it is anywhere I put my camera on my tripod
and my tripod on the ground,
"The studio is far more than a workplace or a tool of my trade.
It is above all a state of being and feeling.
The studio is everywhere.
"I have a very mystic and spiritual approach to photography,
which I can't explain, and I don't need to.
I like to keep things unrevealed,
I like sometimes to lose myself into the indefinite.
That often happens to me along the path of beauty,
without ever truly understanding where to proceed,
and the further I manage to see,
the deeper the mystery becomes."
"Photography goes beyond the limits of reality and illusion.
It brushes up against another life, another dimension,
revealing not only what is there but what is not there."
"Every photograph is an encounter,
an intimate, reciprocal confession."
"I like long exposures to allow
the soul all the time it needs to rise to the surface,
and to let chance have its way.
Always, photographs surprise me;
they never turn out quite the way I imagine they might.
Every photograph enters the world as a sign of hope."
"It is late, very late.
Everyone has left, and a strange silence has descended.
I wander aimlessly around the deserted studio
trying to bring some order to ideas and objects,
but the natural and permanent chaos
exerts its power."
"I put on my jacket, turn out the light, and close the door.
But where does the light go?
Silence… Darkness is the light's silence."
YES!
YES!!!!
♥ Franka
Very Beautiful!
kathrine
Dreamy pictures !
XO
Anci
How much beauty and sensitivity in his photos and words. Thanks for sharing, Rebecca
Nines
He is a really magician in his topic
this slowed my heart and eased my muscles. thank you.
michele
Perfect!
Magnificence. x
wow..so much beauty and so much talent and the words to describe it too! He is unique and touched by the grace of some unknown power
liz from Paris
Thank you *each* & everyone
- as liz says, he must be touched by a special grace...
Enough to render one speechless.
Thought it best to let the man himself do the talking in this post.
x
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