I don’t understand anything about my life

A film by Benoît Labourdette (2’35s, 2019).

If we each dig a little deeper into our origins, our construction, our experience of the place, what can we understand about ourselves?

Le grenier

A film by Benoît Labourdette (2’59s, 2016).

The attic of an old house, which conceals an unexpected teaching.

Remember here by the window

A collective film, initiated and edited by Benoît Labourdette (1h01’, 2009-2020).

Look out your window at home, and think of an important memory.This collective film is composed of 44 videos (among 500 made) shot by people in France, Algeria and Tunisia, between 2009 and 2013, in creative workshops led by Benoît (…)

You’re beautiful

Loop video by Benoît Labourdette (4’30s, 2000).

From a loop of an ambiance sound of an amateur video, building a digital abstract object, that the soundtrack anthropomorphise.

Parisian sidewalk

Series of photographs. Variation on the experience of a Parisian sidewalk.Shoot with the body, the hand that triggers the camera being an integral part of the optical system. Its presence before / with the objective diffracts the light rays to (…)

Laddered

Series of 45 laddered photographs.

If each image flows before our eyes, then the world becomes like a fluid.

The book

A film by Benoît Labourdette (3’27s, 2018).

Gather around a book, gather yourself.

Silhouette

The dead-end life of objects

Collective film (2’34s, 2013).

Not being where you want to be.

My home window

A film by Erwin (1’30s, 2009).

A detailed description of the everyday world of a provincial city.

The eyes

A film by Benoît Labourdette (1’54s, 2021).

“The harder you try to see - by staring strongly and trying not to blink - the more difficult it is to see where you are aiming.” (William Bates, “Perfect Sight Without Glasses,” 1920).

Words sown on images

Series of 30 photographs illuminated by words.

On my proposal, people have written words opposite images chosen from the thousands that I propose on my website, those that “jumped out at them” and gave birth to words, which illuminate them and dig them, or sculpt them, in return.Life, (…)