In his large-format photographs, which sometimes exceed a meter high, there are always empty rooms: here, paved stones in the corner of a corridor; there, a worn wall, decorated with some floral patterns. Elsewhere, there are deserted landscapes, a foggy bridge sprinkled with lonely trees. The void, always, and abandonment. Human presence in his pictures is sparse, except for naked female bodies whose faces you can hardly see because they are cropped in the framing. Sometimes, you only see the endless legs in suggestive positions. Bodies are also often blurred by playing with reflections or by superimposing images, by erasing the information and having images that seem unfathomable. It enables anonymity and lets the spectator, who can only believe in their own perception, have their imagination run free. This is…
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L'officiel Art (Digital) - 1 Issue, No.32