I see a mother and her son now a big boy. They walk the same way. The unconscious influence of our close relatives. The mother walks along with her big boy. At that point, we don't know who is leading the march.
work in highly urbanized environments. It's a way for me to observe our
strategies to exist in those impersonal and cold universes. Our gait,
postures, and clothing choices reveal our relationship to the modern
world and its architecture.
Large white flat areas allow me to
literally extract people from their world while maintaining this link
that structures our appearance and behavior.
I do not edit my photos. Everything is in manual mode. It is on purpose; life does not replay.
the nature that envelops and accompanies us, these concrete
architectures leave us face-to-face with ourselves. Modern monumental
spaces are a moment of hollowness where our codes intended for the urban
crowd become fragile. These crossings of open places put us in an
unexpected solitude where we find ourselves revealed. Our public
identity is confronted with our inner identity while crossing a
monumental urban space.