SANDRINE LOPEZ’S MOCHé / INTROJECTIONS N°1
CAMILLE GUILLEVIC’S CYCLE / INTROJECTIONS N°1
HUGUES DE WURSTEMBERGER’S PAULINE & PIERRE / INTROJECTIONS N°1
Debbie Flemming Caffery’s pictures of New Orleans and Mexico, illustrate the eerie atmosphere that Dylan describes so well in his writing: There’s smoke on the water, it’s been there since June, Tree trunks uprooted, ‘neath the high crescent moon Feel the pulse and vibration and the rumbling force Somebody is out there beating the dead...
I came across Chen Jiagang’s beautiful work by chance. Chen’s architecture background makes it hard to deny that one excels at photographing what he is able to mind construct and deconstruct. These pictures made me feel nostalgic but how did they achieve this? The colour tones of old factories or perhaps the presence of these...
I’d like to write more but there isn’t enough to see in Brussels. A few days ago, I saw Michael Kenna’s work but didn’t feel much from it. It was a nice little exhibition made of beautifully crafted landscape photographs. Precious little images that made me feel empty. I decided not to expand on a...
Rodrigo Cruz is a Mexican photographer I recently discovered. I found his studies of indigenous traditions fascinating and thought he had real photographic talent. I was surprised by “Dance of Mice” and “warriors women”. They are projects that make you long for such energetic surrealism in your immediate surrounding. Here are some of Rodrigo’s pictures...
I’ve been thinking a lot about how to create an alternative from Art openings. Some say it is natural that photographers should endure these moments. It seems that the privilege of being in the limelight comes with a cost: the crowd’s indifference, lack of communication which makes the whole experiment seem like a hazing. I...
The Box gallery is not far from my house and so I decided to go to the opening on Sunday morning. I didn’t know the photographer. His name is Ricky Dávila. The picture on the mail didn’t attract me all that much but there was something about the bw texture that made me want to...
A few day ago E… sent me this text from Japan: Immediately after the bombing I fought with myself for 30 minutes before I could take the first picture. After taking the first, I grew strangely calm and wanted to get closer. I took about ten steps forward and tried to snap another, but the...
A few years ago I went to an exhibition and saw my first charcoal prints. I don’t remember the photographer’s name. I first thought they were inkjet prints on watercolour paper but they looked hand crafted and irregular. The galery owner told me they had been printed by the internationally famous Fresson family. At first...
