It’s always difficult to define what an artist’s work is. So I’m going to start by telling you everything that Mathilde Biron’s photos are not. You are not in front of priceless displays such as the paintings of David La Chapelle or Ellen Von Unwerth. You are also not faced with a report licked thanks to Photoshop on the daily life of the ultra connected urban youth who finds himself in coworking spots drinking cocktails of forgotten vegetables to benchmark their profile, their life and their likes . The silhouettes on display reflect a youth who dreads the marks of...
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