My work navigates the ties, which bind subjects in a cosmopolitan family unit. The invisible thread, which joins the people in the photo together. The metaphysical space, that attracts and distracts, the shared memory. I am drawn by the strong traditions and conventions of family portraitur...

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Fashion 2112 raises questions about criteria of beauty. What will “attractiveness” look like in the future? Once the predicted disappearance of certain commodities in our consumerist world actually occurs, what will stylish people yearn to wear? In this series of photos I try t...

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These lemons represent people caught in the stranglehold of dictatorship and war. At first, this lemon population was harshly repressed for having demanded the rule of law, peace, freedom and progress. Unfortunately, democracy is usually won only through sacrifice, sorrow and bloodshed. Bu...

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My photos show children from the Malian town of Sikasso playing roles from traditional tales. They portray animals, moving through a fantasy world that is nevertheless an integral part of our lives. I feel that life can only be sustainable if it is based on non-superficial values and cu...

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As the saying goes, life is a struggle. And the twenty-first century has indeed fallen victim to humanity’s overexploitation of the environment. Despite the risk of creating a terrible imbalance, the same refrain occurs everywhere: we should resemble
the metals and plastics we prod...

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My pictures are taken on a human scale, recording the natural and social wealth of Djoliba, as the legendary Niger River is known. Better than abstract figures and analyses, they testify to the way Malian river-dwellers are adapting to the deterioration of their environment on a day-to-d...

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Zantoulé Daman is a rural village in the Kola district where small-scale gold-mining goes on. Seven or eight miles further down the road deforestation is apparent, dangerous ditches have been dug for panning gold, and pits are henceforth excavated in dried-up backwaters. My work shows t...

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The road goes nowhere really. I perceived it to have a beginning in a biosphere called Betty’s Bay, with an estimated half-way at the Cymbiflora Parrot sign and finally ending in the area of the Company Gardens, Cape Town. But this is not quite the way of my particular road map. It was meant ...

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Annobon is a distant isle four miles off the coast of Gabon, discovered by the Portuguese on New Year’s Day in 1471. Its name thus comes from anno bom, or “happy new year”. During my stay among the Annobonese, I was simultaneously surprised, seduced, and reassured. They staunchly defend th...

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The West has long considered Africa a continent where anything goes. Detritus of all kinds gets dumped there. The shipping of industrial scrap metal to Tunisia has been constantly on the rise in the past several decades, fuelling a criminal syndicate run by families with government connec...

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