All along the way i was making « Itinérances » I photographed a lot in motion. I photographed much movement. The human movements, crossings, persistence of perception, awareness of other people. People I meet, people I touch, people I almost hit sometimes, whom print my mind and disappear as quickly as the flow in which they are. I often remember these faces just after they are no longer near me, as if they are already in this picture, elsewhere and that photography seems to me like automatic writing, a trace of my personnal ghosts whispering in my ears « we are not real. »
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