This little note should have been an autobiographical note, but to avoid the insipid words of a professional life and all its deluge of information of which no one has anything to do, I would prefer to talk to you about photography. She was a permanent fixture during my years in Normandy and Paris and like a lover we hope to have all day, she haunted me. Crossed faces in transport, street musicians in Chatelet, young aesthetes in Luxembourg, all the models that had to be captured in action and kept alive by the cliché. Photography is not simply the fixation of scenes or portraits on an image, it must shake its admirers with its strength and energy. Let’s talk about beauty, that of a body with inspiring sensuality, emerging from an obscure background. Here there is no action or small world to describe, just to keep in the picture this beauty that I would like inspired by Caravaggio or Georges de la Tour.
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