A photographer in Paris

Saint VAlentin

2011-02-14T00:49:00.000+01:00

It's the lovers day. Walking in Paris, I say this on a bridge. And no, this is not "le pont des Arts"

Video Monitor for my Canon 5D

2010-08-25T16:21:00.000+02:00

The photographer Robert Benson presents his new cool idea : A wireless video monitor for the DSLRs. Have a look to his nice Video :

Daniel Mordzinski - Les trois rives - Paris

2010-04-14T20:59:00.004+02:00

Un moment extraordinaire pour une exposition hors du commun à Paris sur le monde des lettres où l’espagnol règne en en langue majeure et les images rayonnent de sens et de réflexion. Jusqu’au 12 mai 2010.

Pre-Easter time

2010-04-02T19:10:00.002+02:00

It’s easter time. My friend Francis comes to UK for a race. Last year, I came with him and against all odds, I did some mechanics workshop nearby the track. I helped him to fix the bike. This year, the race is on a track in Walles. I’m busy in Paris and could not go back to put my hands in the grease. but soon I will go back again and will do some headshots too.

Bye Bye Mac Book Pro Video card

2010-04-01T03:52:00.003+02:00

Use the applecare or throw it away...

I broke my pocket Wizard

2009-10-14T19:11:00.002+02:00

The body of my personal electromagnetic fields oscillator broke recently on shooting location. The camera was too close to a wall and the Pocket Wizard attached on it hurt the wall and the socket attachment was in two parts after this encounter.

This PW was an emiter, not a transceiver. So no way to trigger my flashes with it anymore. Every Pocket Wizard I & II body share the same plastic parts. So in less than 15 mins. I unscrewed that broken body and made a rapid exchange between the emiter and receiver socket that do not need any socket to be connected or to be properly utilised as a reciever exept be attached somewhere.

Later, back to home, I glued the little parts together to recover a PW reciever in order to be « brend new ». I could make a list of pros & cons about these little electronic items but the fact is the broken parts seems to be easy to fix ones. It’s a good lesson for everybody to learn that Pocket Wizards are fragile.

Snetterton - Ready to race

2009-09-12T21:01:00.006+02:00

Francis and I arrived at Snetterton, North-East from London-UK. I got the opportunity to get there and for some time I will appreciate it. To sleep in your own bed and to take a shower in your own shower is, we may say, common until you Spendi a night in a trailer in automn. That is an experience. my custums are usually to do camping in summer but doing this in the middle of England in september is another way of thinking about a trailer.

The Track is on the territory of the Duke of Norfolk and had former life as an RAF airfield during WWII. Nowadays the two straight lines to land planes are straight tracks where you can be at full throttle, as mad as you can be.

I let Francis run and just touch at the tools.

London, 29th of March 2009

2009-03-29T16:43:00.002+02:00

Was there to visit friends.

Après Noël

2008-12-26T20:30:00.000+01:00

Juste de retour de la balade de Noël. Froid, humide et hivernal, de fait.

5 minutes with Carlos Fuentes

2008-10-14T14:41:00.002+02:00

five minutes to sweat my shirt. A big city, a Roccoco Palace, time clocking before the meeting hour, the repporter not still in the place : you never be lonesome as in the middle of the great crowdy veranda preparing to do a great portrait of a worldwide famous mexican writer unknown by me... I really appreciate the today zen attitude I feel, sat and waiting for my flight back to France. Nothing to do comparing to yesterday at the same moment. It always seems to me difficult to share 5 minutes of a stranger’s life rather than 5 days of a friend’s one. I have to figure out that all the walls colapse between him and I. It was as if I’ll walk on the side of a road without any sight at the cars passing on my side, as if I would read the unwritten in the white margins of his books and my hand featherly gently lingning the edge of the book. I look at him, I talk about my nervosity beeing in front of him, I know he is more serein than I am. We decide to speak english together. I move on, I move back. I seats, I kneel. He talk to me, I whisper to him. I speak with the brilliant light of Madrid, he illuminates himself. I close the book with a handshake showing to Carlos Fuentes the last picture I took of him, the one you use to do after the press attendant said ‘ Now it’s over ’. He looked at it and gave me a ‘That’s the best I ever saw.’ it does my heart good and I went back to my hotel.

Ático in Madrid

2008-10-12T19:30:00.001+02:00

 

Just opened my MacBook cam and press record...
30 seconds of sunset

Sur l’étagère : Evidence par Mona Kuhn

2008-05-16T03:55:00.001+02:00

"Les humains ont toujours été curieux à propos d'eux-mêmes, et au cours des siècles nous avons travaillé pour dépeindre nos vies de manières si différentes, des peintures rupestres à Mona Lisa de Léonard. Mes photographies font partie de cette curiosité innée consistant à définir et redéfinir ce que nous sommes." C'est avec ces mots que Mona Kuhn, native du Brésil et vivant à Los Angeles, commente ses photographies. Au-delà de savoir et trouver la réponse à ce qui fait de nous des humains, Mona fait apparaître d'autres réflexions dans sa création, transparentes à nos yeux mais qui résonnent dans notre conscience. Lorsque l'on regarde ces photos, on y décèle comme un feuilletage. Une couche pour l'humain dépeint, une couche pour ce qui fait de nous des humains comme un écho qui raisonne dans le flou de ces photographies. Et ce, dans la nudité comme un calque posé sur cet environnement simple que constitue un lieu de villégiature naturiste.

Evidence est une chronique d'une douzaine d'années passées surtout en France, dans la nonchalance évidente de cet immense centre naturiste où il fait bon vivre nu au soleil, complètement nu. Aimez-vous ces vacances ? Vous rappelez vous d'un soleil couchant caresser la douce peau d'un inconnu qui effleure vos paupières mi-closes ? Alors ce livre de confort et de calme va vous plaire. Au-delà de subtiles références à l'histoire de la représentation européenne des grands maîtres, à leurs odalisques ou leurs clairs-obscurs vous serez interpellé par la beauté de ces humains. Êtes-vous à la recherche de la preuve du bleu du ciel ? La plus simple manière de la produire est de lever les yeux ! Faites de cet ouvrage votre livre de chevet. Laissez Mona vous diriger le regard sur un endroit précis de l'image, Les reflets révèlent et les flous détournent l'oeil sur un être qui émerge de l'image. Sirènes, éphèbes peupleront purement vos rêves et les faces angéliques de certains convoqueront vite l'idée du paradis dans votre esprit. Vous aurez peut-être la réponse à la définition de ce que vous êtes.

Sur mon étagère aujourd’hui :
Evidence par Mona Khun
Langue du texte : anglais
Relié 88 pages 29,2cm * 31,1 cm
Editeur : Steidl
ISBN: 978-3-86521-372-3

Shot by a Pultizer

2008-04-21T12:28:00.000+02:00

Give a gun to a writer and he will play opposite immediately. I learn that meting the Pulitzer Prize–winning John Antigua. Just a quick shot from my side too. many guns comes to my mind ; W. Klein’s, Wegee’s. Facing the hole becomes a stereotype in picture. Last time it happened to me was in Berlin 1990. Just kids...

Matosinhos - Portugal

2008-04-18T19:30:00.001+02:00

I did not known about Portugal. A log time ago I began to learn portuguese and it sounds like a bit of nostalgia now. I was 18-yo, in love, attracted by this country, especially the town with this incredible bridge as an echo of the ones in USA, and also the «little Corcovado » hidden behind the bridge, echos to the one on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean. That said, I forgot almost everything since I started to learn spanish, deliberately to avoid confusions in my mind due to similarities between the too idioms. With first Obrigado in my heart, I travel to Matosinhos close to Porto to make a special thing in this country.

With my friend Daniel Mordzinski, I arrived in an empty room of a museum with only a large printer and some photographing stuff. Day by day, the walls was covered of beautiful prints I have processed after helping Daniel to make portraits of festival attendants and personalities of this festival called Literatura em Viagem (LeV).

The immersive experience was when I took the high velocity train and arrived in Lisbon at the Calatrava station (Oriente) not really in the center but a station that was made to bring people close to the World-Wide Exhibition of Lisbon 1998. I met in center a friend, the writer Antonio Saravia and his wife. They let me discover the neighborhood around Bairro Alto. We had a drink in the special place called «Pavilhão Chinês», a bar that contains more stuff I would collect in my whole life as a decorating items. (Rua Dom Pedro V 89, Lisboa 1200 - Inauguração como bar a 18 de Fevereiro de 1986. O Bar Pavilhão Chinês está localizado numa antiga mercearia do princípio do século XX, mantendo o mesmo nome de origem). One more time I was looking for what I don’t know. Walking in the city, without knowing exactly what I’m looking for, let me walk’n walk tying to avoid tourists groups, trying to get in touch with people in the bars, be open minded.

Secret Service Harassement

2008-02-09T12:09:00.001+01:00

this week, I photographed Ayaan Hirsi Ali, for El Pais, the daily spanish newspaper. Paris examines how to grant French nationality to the Somalia born feminist in the quasi-indifference of the Netherlands, which do not ensure any more its protection apart from their territory. Photography in Paris was carried out in the greatest discretion, I was surrounded of bodyguards: she is threatened of died by a fatwa. I did it quick, painless and untraceable...