The scent of the fig tree
I’m a photographer from Bordeaux. Alongside my work as a researcher in public health and social sciences, I have always taken photographs, using analog techniques. I chose film first for its color rendering, but also for the relationship with time that it imposes.
My researches and my involvement with associations have led me into difficult terrain, such as minor prostitution and forced labor. So my photos have taken the opposite approach, favoring a gentle, benevolent approach. Currently taking a break from research, I am developing my photographic activities, which have always remained in the background. My photographic series are inspired by moments in everyday life, personal routines that are often overlooked.
This summer, I sorted through the photos of my aunt, who passed away in the spring. For over 50 years, she had photographed the whole family with her very own eye using a polaroid camera. Nothing exceptional, just moments of everyday life, of our intimacy: a pig hanging on the swing, a cat in a bowl next to the traditional cake roll, a nap in a deckchair, a Sunday meal… These are the moments we want to remember and from which we build ourselves.
This series attempts to draw inspiration from her pictures, calling on us to slow down, reconnect with the world and savor simple pleasures like the scent of the fig tree nestled in the cliff along the Côte des Basques in Biarritz.
