I take photographs. I take pictures. I stop. I let myself be overwhelmed by what I see. I take. I am not a technician. I take pictures. I look for my old pictures. I cut them. Cut out they are new. No content. Silent. Little contrast. On the screen I work on the gray tones. A little black. It is necessary. I scrutinize. I modify. I destroy the light often. False day. Something is missing in these pictures. That’s it.
And it’s the story, it’s the poetry, it’s the stealthy feeling. It is in Italy. It is five o’clock the awning has remained half-open. One hears the rumor of the beach which gradually resumes. It’s also an instant impression of déjà vu. It is in Manhattan, the documentary Style suddently. It is the solitude of this street that turns.
I am a Parisian. Every year I spend a long time near the city of Toulouse. I am 67. I went to the Ecole Nationale Supérieure des Arts Décoratifs. I lived by drawing, illustration, graphic design and advertising. I always took pictures. Some in this exhibition are more than 35 years old. I have been working with analog cameras, 35mm, 6 x 6, 6 x 7. With a Polaroid 195. I now work with a Polaroid SX 70 and a small Sony digital camera.
Exhibition at Gallery B&B
6bis rue des Récollets — 75010 Paris
26 November — 1 December 2019
Opening on Tuesday 26 November at 6pm
Tuesday to Friday : 3 to 8pm / Saturday : 10am — 8pm / Sunday : 10am — 6pm
6bis rue des Récollets 75010 Paris France
November 26, 2019 to December 01, 2019