I like photo books, a simple and above all intimate way to devour photography. With Eaux Fortes, I’m taking up the idea of a large (40×32 cm) Italian-style book, which won’t fit in your library!
I want to offer large full images, without creases, we enter into them as we would enter a hot bath.
The confinements were at first a real suffering, then a very strange parenthesis. Alone on the road, all alone in a hotel that was still open, I still felt like I was breaking a rule. Quite a stimulating transgression in the end. The best images from this period will be in this book.
Afterwards it was the nightmare of the tests (Scotland, Iceland) but my frustration was too intense to stay in France.
A still deserted Scotland, the very few open accommodations complicated my quest. It was my first trip to this country devoid of tourists, the world of humidity, brutal showers, and the possibility of taking photos that would not normally be possible. Like placing your car 20m from a castle to use my windshield in the pouring rain.
Thus this book will remain faithful to my work, with my always very pictorial approach. It’s once again an immersion in “bad weather” with material, and narrative images as I so much like to do.
Much more colorful than the previous 2, as much rain as snow, European, I continue this formal search in bad weather.
We are all made up of our climate, our weather, I appeal to our soul. Destroying our climate. it is a little like destroying us too.