To follow, to follow, in search of the inner rhythm, the collective mystery of the depths innervating the city of its human beings, thrown out in numbers and yet almost invisible, of which only rare traces remain.
Because of the mechanical nature of its technical function, photography is for me a matter of time rather than a visual matter : in its silver salts, or its pixels today, it is time which is captured, preserved, reinvented at every glance. Time of life, time of vision, time of poetry.