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Return to India is a series of photographs of a long-running work started in 2012.
Sizes and process:
Giclee process on Hahnemühle PhotoRag 315 g Fine Art Baryta paper mounted on museum aluminum Dibond, fitted in wooden American box frame.
Different sizes according to the photography : 50X75 cm, 40X60 cm.
Limited edition of 10 numbered and signed.
The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love - Osho
In November 2012, I decided to return to India after a long period of absence. Following a radical change of life, I train my body like a suitcase to travel my soul. I realized that rare memories, no more photography are coming back to fill up my mind. Therefore, I am obsessed with the idea of never forgetting these places again, this incredible humanity and this culture where humility replaces Western pride. The camera becomes the ideal medium that will now accompany me and allow me to give birth to a second memory. Maybe I search for something that once escaped me ? As a question mark, I realize that this is, maybe, a logical Return to myself ...
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The capacity to be alone
The mystery of wandering
Disturbing reflections
The metamorphosis
The poetry of the pigments
The indisputable sublime
The chance of meetings
The failing memories
In the distance, the rebirth
Return to India is a series of photographs of a long-running work started in 2012.
Sizes and process:
Giclee process on Hahnemühle PhotoRag 315 g Fine Art Baryta paper mounted on museum aluminum Dibond, fitted in wooden American box frame.
Different sizes according to the photography : 50X75 cm, 40X60 cm.
Limited edition of 10 numbered and signed.
The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love - Osho
In November 2012, I decided to return to India after a long period of absence. Following a radical change of life, I train my body like a suitcase to travel my soul. I realized that rare memories, no more photography are coming back to fill up my mind. Therefore, I am obsessed with the idea of never forgetting these places again, this incredible humanity and this culture where humility replaces Western pride. The camera becomes the ideal medium that will now accompany me and allow me to give birth to a second memory. Maybe I search for something that once escaped me ? As a question mark, I realize that this is, maybe, a logical Return to myself ...
The capacity to be alone