Journey, 2012
Here as elsewhere, I like to go where the wind takes me.
Little preparation. It is the encounters that make everything.
The images are made by themselves, according to the spaces and the people.
Ivory Coast
A white light and yet palpable.
The exalting smell of cocoa in the port of Abidjan.
And the power of this incredible moment given by the dockers.
Portugal
Here, there is a sense of permanent setting,
A refinement of each space.
The ocean light floods a daily life, rough and soft at the same time.
Mali
A dive in the country of colors, of all colors.
Here, everything is photographic.
The motion of bodies,
The evidence of contacts,
A shape of happiness.
Vietnam
Here, everything abounds, everything moves, and yet everything seems calm.
A form of harmony, painful, in the eyes of the foreigner that I was there.
Madagascar
Life is so hard there, nature so badly treated.
Yet it is so beautiful.
Tunisia
My youth, my hesitations, the sand dust.
And then this young girl in this crowded bus.
She gives me a lesson :
You must not be afraid to look.
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