Sacramento

My friend told me that one evening when she was living in Sacramento, California, she went to a cocktail party in a villa on the rich outskirts of the city. She remembered that she was wearing a parchment-white leather jacket, which made her look very young, and that the clouds looked savage. At some point …

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The Birth of a Poem

November was a quiet month. I mostly slept. I took very few photos and wrote almost nothing, and I suppose I was worried, because all summer and autumn I worked so much, that now life felt somehow blank. But I needed to rest, and I needed to think about my photo shows, and I needed …

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The Annunciation

From the very first week in my studio, I’ve been doing Annunciations almost once every two weeks. This archetypal image would come naturally to me, and to my models as well. It’s not something I received through education (where I come from, Catholicism is as eccentric as voodoo rituals), but I can remember that when …

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To look at the same thing

A few years ago, I lived in a spectacular flat at 117 Grand Rue in Poitiers for 6 months. I was quite a savage girl back then, and after an accident (a silly thing, really, I wanted to pick a branch of ivy crawling over an old wall, and I fell on my elbow, disaster, …

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On Pont des Arts

This weekend my photos were on Pont des Arts in Paris! I am getting to love my project “I turned my blood into a river” more and more with each bridge. I also liked the indoors, more official kind of shows I’ve done this year, but seeing my photos out there made me feel very …

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