Series Five sequences, few words

Statement

On a stage full of candles, it is the flames that set the light, not the photographer. What draws me is the narrow warm band in which a movement becomes visible for a moment, and the dark that swallows everything else. Watch the feet: that is where the whole tension of the evening lies.

Statement

A mask hides nothing; it only shifts where you look. In this series I am interested in the border between face and figure: paint on skin, a beak, a gas mask, slime. I keep the dark deep enough that you have to decide for yourself where the person behind it begins.

Statement

When the sun hangs low over the trees, the water becomes a second sky. I photograph against that light rather than with it, and accept that outlines burn away. What remains is less a portrait than a state: wet, warm and entirely still.

Statement

At night the city belongs to light nobody put up for a photograph: glowing walls, bridge arches, an empty passage with a single lamp. I look for the places that are full of people by day and show them when only their architecture is speaking.

Statement

From above, a landscape loses its names and turns into drawing: a path as a stroke through the forest, walls as a star, a river as a line of light. I am drawn to the first and last hours of the day, when shadows are long enough to tell shapes apart.