
Photography
A Poetic Relationship to the Visible
My passion for the image runs deep. I have been photographing and drawing since my youth. I recall those hikes in the forest with my parents, during which I would ward off boredom by imagining animated worlds within tree stumps, mosses, or the slightest patch of earth. It is this poetic and playful relationship to the visible and the invisible that fascinates and stimulates me.
Rehabilitating what is neglected or banalized through original creation has become, for me, a way to honor and care for the world in which we evolve. Every detail can take on an extraordinary, even mysterious, turn, provided one pays attention to it.
The creative process I have employed since 2023 harnesses all the possibilities once offered by optics and the darkroom to transform an ordinary photograph into a dreamlike or imaginal vision*.
NB: Click on an image to enlarge it.
Ignition
A sculpted motif, spotted within a frozen setting. I bring it to life... In reality, nothing is static.
Everything evolves, changes, mutates incessantly. Only we seek to resist it.

Of Ice and Fire
When a touch of vegetation becomes a landscape and a pretext for creative play.
It was cold; it could have been hot. There was a bit of ice; it could have been fire.

Solar
Other suns, vegetal ones: a rose’s breath, a radiant source, an autumn sun.

New Breath
Water and a dead leaf under the morning light.
Enough to feed a whole imagination, which, of course, I love to color and bring to life.

A Touch of Softness
To lose oneself in flowers! One need only plunge one's gaze into them. And time stands still.

Paysage nocturne
An entire world and its history unfold within these images. I love to lose myself in them for long moments.
What are these lights at the heart of the night? Is all calm? Or does agitation prevail?
Could it be a people fleeing into space to escape a cataclysm?
Or simply a vision of hope—light amidst the darkness?

Florals
Simplicity, lightness, gaiety...

Ocean of Softness
An ocean of calm and softness, far from the noise and the fury. To sink, without being damaged. Ah...

Trait-point
What a surprise, these dewdrops resting upon intertwined threads, and what freshness...

Fireworks
These flowers could only burst forth with color and gaiety.

Vanishing Point
A vanishing point, lights, colors. Warm or cold, yet always gentle.

Atomization
When energy is unleashed...

Urban Nocturne
An urban night is sometimes, too, a profound source of inspiration...

Vegetal Atmospheres
Water, once again, vegetation—as is so often the case—light, and color.

Autumnals
The birch is one of my favorite trees, and its bark never ceases to amaze me. It radiates a warmth, an autumnal light, something enveloping and protective.

Ether
Flowers transport me into a poetic universe woven from whispers and dreams.

Colliding Particles
A fabulous cloud grappling with the assaults of light.

Abysses
The seabed is a dream world unto itself.
I created these 'landscapes' without ever immersing myself, drawing instead from a situation as ordinary as can be.

Velvets
A hazy, autumnal atmosphere envelops these silken textures and velvety plays of light.

Azure
Just as with the seabed, who is not capable of losing themselves in the clouds?
Here are a few creations born from the celestial vault.

Farandoles
Reveries surrounding leaves that might be stirred by the breath of wind or light.

Infra-worlds
When reality fades to make way for a strange, animated universe.

The Sage
This dragon, sculpted upon a cloister capital centuries ago, was vividly alive in my eyes. It was not placed there by chance. Opposite it, on the same pillar, a figure with an outstretched finger signaled, by its very presence, the importance of the work.
A secret knowledge of the builders, surging from the night of time.

Diffuse Visions
When reality fades just a little more, making way for visions ever more mysterious...





































































