You could say that Anne-Sophie Costenoble is a portraitist. In her hands, the creepers take shape, the creatures free themselves, the ferns smile, the blondes challenge, the owls are invited. Neither intention, nor message. Her poetry is full of joy. Because it is so delicate, it brings the hope of an enchanted world’s omnipresent gentleness and transforms our dark side, covering it with infectious beauty.The photographer embraces the accidental with an abandon, which want to be reciprocated, and randomly, her beloved delicate lighting links the strangeness of monochromatic colours with the intimacy of colourised black-and-whites. “It mustn’t be easy, I...
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