Julie Peiffer has always been a photographer. Even when her only camera was her eyes. It is no coincidence that the first pictures she posted on her Facebook page were initially grouped under the title "In My Eye". From her mother, Julie holds the rule, the limit, the structure. The frame. From his father, the movement, the off-field. The overflow.
It is on the side of this aesthetic, sensory, educational confrontation and their alchemy, as much as their contrast, that we must look for what animates, in the Latin sense of the term, Julie’s vision. The one of this child that she was and who posed it, avidly, on this world of which part was hidden from her, to protect her, that she nevertheless guessed, that she was already questioning, behind these adult and closed doors, arousing all the curiosities. From withdrawal, from abstraction, came the questioning, the interplay between light and shadow, this primal vocabulary of photography, which she would later nourish by "frequenting" the work of Man Ray, Eugène Atget or André Kertész, among many others.
Le look of the one who today reads our urbanity, our hic and nunc, highlights its question marks, exposes its rhythm, its punctuation, "the between the lines".
Le the look of those who manage to reveal the evidence, finally exposed, invisible as it was to the busy passers-by of our own lives, to the heart of our insomniac cities, to the heart of our lives, our bodies, those in the making or those washed away by too much rain and storms.
