Here, the light does not reveal, it erases.
The scene is reduced to its essentials: sharp shadows on a grainy wall. No more flowers, no more planter, just their ghosts, enlarged, isolated, offered up to the harsh light.
This image is part of the same series as "Ce que l'ombre reten", but it goes even further. It zooms in, tightens up, and asks: what remains of reality when it is cut up by light?
The image was taken in total silence, at a time when the sun is high, raw, without nuance. The strong contrast creates an almost graphic tension, between the supposed softness of the flowers and the sharpness of the image.
It evokes the idea that the visible is often a mask, and that what we perceive is always an altered version of the true. This work speaks of imprints, negatives and absent beauty.
Hung in an interior, it acts as a threshold: a place where the eye stops, hesitates and contemplates.
I'm a Belgian-Beninese photographer who captures the relationship between the body, light and presence. I work alone on my walks, or while observing my quoitiden, but also in collaboration with models, make-up artists and other artists.
My aim is to capture the things that usually escape the..
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