Motor, machine, fantastic animal? Animals were our machines. Engines are contemporary forms of life, which feed us. Strange, disquieting, mysterious, hidden and yet living mechanisms.
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.