I wake up. It is dark everywhere around me. I feel the ground. I look for an exit; I try to get out. Two eyes are staring at me, they are following me. They do not give up. I am scared. I am cold. Why am I so cold? Why am I naked? Where are my clothes? Whose eyes are these? It looks just a mirror. Wait, it is not a mirror. I am not alone in the room. Who are you? I do scream loud. Stop it. Enough! Leave me alone, please. I am cold. Do not look at me in such a way. Who are you? What? What the hell are you saying? Stop it. You cannot be me. I am myself.
I have asked the models to imagine to wake up in the dark and end up in front of…themselves. Not a mirror; in front of a distinct him/her-self. Who lives an independent life, and who observes us. I have asked them what their reaction would be. What would you say? Could you look at him in the eyes? What if he tried to get closer, to touch you? He is scrutinising you. Just one possibility: talk to him.
These pictures represents traces, fragments of far away and timeless dialogues, that by the time fade, evaporate, leaving just an echo bringing with itself anxiety, fear, distress, rage, surprise.
All pictures have been taken in studio, using black and white and colour films with a Mamiya RZ67 Pro II, with flashes and light boxes.
Such a work has been presented for the first time at “la Nuit de la Photographie Contemporaine” in Paris, October 2014, and it has been selected for theFestival Européen de la Photo de Nu d’Arles, which will be held May 2015.
