THE GOOD LIGHT
When I got to the Mesquite dunes and took that shot, I have to confess that I was, at first, a little pissed.
I was sermonizing myself: ''You should have come up these dunes at least an hour earlier to get everything in perfect light.'' But looking at that photograph now, I'm just wondering if perfect lighting is really such a thing to pursue.
Shadows bring a quite interesting equilibrium, an interesting balance.
Do shadows come along with the light? Don't they have to live together?
They are definitely some kind of twins.
Once again, that reflexion made me dive into deep metaphoric thinking.
I love that saying: '' The brighter the light, the darker the shadow."
I think this one fits perfectly here.
Don't we need to make our proper shadow and light cohabitate?
Can't we be living in full light by noon on a summer day all the time?
Hell no, as much as we need balance in our life we also need nuances otherwise life would be so monotonous and honestly exhausting.
The light needs the shadow as much as the shadow needs the light.
After all, it's their cohabitation that makes that photograph, that moment interesting.
They both need each other to exist.
Proof that shadows are indeed beautiful.
The desert taught me so much humility over the past few years — deserts of all types.
The symbolism of the desert is so powerful if you think of it.
There are so many kinds of thirsts you cannot avoid in the silence of the desert, but there are also miracles waiting to be seen.
The desert reveals pure and rough truths inside out. You cannot hide from it. Nobody can.
Walking into the hottest spot on earth at noon and feeling the salt burning my skin, as I needed to lie down flat on the floor to take that shot, made me feel so insignificant and vulnerable in front of Nature's immensity.
My eyes were burning as this sea of salt was mirroring Death Valley's ruthless sunlight.
I could barely see a thing.
That feeling was very relaxing for me. When Nature puts you back at your place, it is no humbling.
In ''The Little Prince'', probably one of my favorite books ever,
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry wrote: “What makes the desert beautiful,' said the little prince, 'is that somewhere it hides a well...” Well, I may haven't found the Little Prince's rose in the desert that day but I witnessed a Catholic None wearing warm heavy layers of dark clothes, and I can assure you that her eyes were smiling all the way. She was walking calmly despite an insurmountable heat. She was at peace.
THE HERE BETWEEN
Here's to the in-betweens, the here between, to the unknown, to new beginnings.
Here's to this space where you were and you're about to be.
That moment of transition where you cannot really see where is the bridge to the new you, to your next adventure, without realizing you're already in route. You're already in motion.
Here's is to intermediate states.
These terrifying spots where you're clearly already far far away from your comfort zone.
Here's to all the scary thoughts coming when you are in such places.
Here's to the space you're creating to allow new beginnings.
To let life breathes and surrender to the great unknown.
A place where you control NOTHING but know great changes are ahead.
Here's to these moments that require an almost insane trust to truly surrender, to face your fears and let it all out.
Here's to that whirling compass that makes your head and heart spinning.
Here's to the doors opening to a new world, to the next chapter, to the new version of you.
Here's to you following your heart, your bliss.
Here’s to rollercoasters.
Here's to you feeling your heart beating furiously again.
Here's to the Phoenix in you.
Here's is to a new series of shining moments.
Here's to LIFE.
I adore the Blue hour. Even if most of us tend to think it is the end of the show, it is a meaningful transition. The day is softly drifting into the night.
It is the moment the day embraces the first night lights.
This specific moment, right after the sunset explosion, where everything shifts into deep blue shades.
Last January, I flew back to my dear New York who used to be my home for many years.
She put me through the most ruthless training of my life.
She made me experienced so much joy, so much hope, and so much pain at the same time.
It slowly became a place where everything and nothing really mattered to me at that time. I was just trying to survive.
Trying to survive a supposably uncurable late stage disease for almost seven years.
Seven years to barely be able to talk, speak, read, write or even walk.
Yes, it was this bad.
My heart had to be fueled with a tube full of meds to keep me alive.
For a while, I found it extremely embarrassing to talk about what I experienced and overcome.
Obviously, I couldn't take a trip at that time, and New York made me a devoted prisoner of my own Brooklyn apartment.
Not ideal for a landscape and adventure photographer right?
Nevertheless, I can tell today that this experience had been the most adventurous and perilous trip I'd taken in my whole life.
A deep journey within myself. A trip within.
Long story short, that is how I got back to NYC with this crazy idea of flying above and capture her from an off doors helicopter.
It was my way of shifting my perception of my story with this city that has taught me so much.
Getting an eagle vision of what I did overcome and see the infinite possibilities opening for me again.
It was my very first experience in aerial photography.
What I scared? Oh yes ...
Was I freezing? Hell yes!
I felt so blessed to be able to be freezing up there and observe such a beauty transitioning into a beautiful blue tones outfit.
This moment brought me an almost overwhelming sense of pure joy.
As I' m currently getting ready for my next road trip to Utah and about to encounter Native American tribes, I can feel life flowing in my veins again. *full text in comments
Photography is all about being ready to seize a moment of life and be willing to suspend it in time. It is common knowledge that luck and photography come in hands together. However, I still believe that you have to create your own fate!
I am not personally a big fan of planning or setting up a whole story and scene for a photograph. This is my way to keep a certain authenticity of THE moment so the magic can remain intact and untouched.
Preserving the experience and emotions I had when I took the photograph is what I am pursuing in my work, to keep the magic pure and to share it.
I'm more obsessed with sharing an overall experience rather than sharing a perfect technical shot with no personality.
Most of the job consists of being here and now with an open heart, willing to see the magic all around. That's how life's enchantment comes to you and hits you with the joy of being at the right place, at the right time.
Photography is about extracting life. Some may call it a thief, I'd rather call it LOVE as you have to love people and life so much that you want to capture them and bring them back in your backpack.
I’ve always been amazed to observe that everything has layers. Layers ready to unveil, pretty much by themselves, for whom is willing to see them. The Vegetal, Animal and Human reigns work pretty much the same way especially regarding layers. Once again and at least for me, Nature makes it way more simple to approach. It is always amazingly puzzling for me to see how much every single things around us can be related to one another. We often think of ourselves as a very distinct entity, appart from everything else. To me it is a distortive interpretation. A singular and limiting way to approach the world as everything is really working pretty much the same way if you think about it.
If you sit outside quietly, you could almost find any answer you need to any question you have in Nature. You can even ask kindly, you could be surprised by how much she is willing to share with you.
Opal is probably one of my favorite animal at the ranch. She has joined the tribe last spring and is originally from Sardinia. Which make her very close to my Corsica roots !
Opal is very playful, curious but most of all she is a tremendous charmer.
She conquered my heart instantly and I ADORE her strong personality. 💖🦄
Today it’s been three years since I took my first trip to Iceland. Since then I never stop being obsessed by the idea of going back. This trip has changed my overall perception of the word forever. The moment I got into that plane I knew nothing would ever be the same after that. Iceland had changed my life. I think it’s time to go back there ! 🇮🇸🙏🏻✨🥶😃 Photo credits @hallurkarl thank you Karl I am thrilled to have this picture 💖