This work is an attempt to capture the atmosphere of a French village located in the Pays d’Ouche, Sainte Marguerite de l’Autel, a place in harmony with nature and the seasons, where one can feel the passage of time, silence, emptiness, a place where the omnipresent horizon ...

13.04.2013[ read full story ]

I began to make scannographies in 2010 as a conceptual experimentation and my temporarly refusal to work with a photographic camera. Shortly after I found my self redefining my own photographic approach. By only using a flatbed scanner on the skin's model -no external lighting, nor lens o...

13.04.2013[ read full story ]

My name is David «Takashi » Favrod. I was born on the 2nd of July 1982 in Kobe, Japan, of a Japanese mother and a Swiss father. When I was 6 months old, my parents decided to come and live in Switzerland, more precisely in Vionnaz, a little village in lower Valais.
As my father had to travel f...

09.02.2013[ read full story ]

6 portfolios. This is the first selection by W.M Hunt. He sent us a couple of words about it: "It was a pleasure to see work from artists in such a wide range of locations, artists who, for the most part, were unfamiliar to me. It was an accomplished mix from straight black and white to color ...

02.02.2013[ read full story ]

One portfolio, this is the last selection of Anne de Mondenard. One portfolio, with these flattering words " We have a single portfolio to finish up the month of January but Thomas Vanden Driessche offers us several photographers in one. Enjoy!"

26.01.2013[ read full story ]

I hand over my vulnerability to thee, I throw it to thy feet, a silent sacrifice. I put myself at the mercy of thee, I get rope-bound and pin-crucified, I pin myself like a butterfly into the collection of souls and bodies that lie prostrate before thee. I expose my unshielded belly, my nake...

09.03.2013[ read full story ]

The subway's familiar Brutalism has been giving way to stainless steel and layers of angled glass. I miss much of the character that's been polished away, but find myself captivated by the view. Reflections from inside and out absorb passengers in a mirage of ghosts and fragments. Meanw...

18.05.2013[ read full story ]

Moving away from the modern days, the images of family generations, which are repeatedly revived by our memories, change and change. Sometimes their lines are erased, but other lines emerge on a surface, depending on to what memory we address — whether own or someone else's. And i...

16.03.2013[ read full story ]

She remains deeply attached to his birthplace. She studied social sciences in Brest, learning the anthropological codes that govern a society. Her curiosity about the world led her into exile. She observes, articulates, mixes and then sets down, with a camera, the mark of a human, often out...

09.03.2013[ read full story ]

For a long time, I was afraid of letting color into my photographs, a bit like sailors who will sail into the heart of a storm, but not knowing how to swim, fear dipping even their big toes into the ocean. No, ghosts never drape themselves in black and white; beware of venomous flowers!

18.05.2013[ read full story ]