‘Dance for me is the most obvious way to express words, cries, tears, joy... It is also an encounter with oneself, a personality enhancer. But above all the dance is the truth.
While everyday my sensitivity is my weakness, when I dance it is my strength. And when life teaches me that I am strong, dancing teaches me that I am also fragile.'
Lara, The Dancer. Espiguette Beach, France 2019.
Thick, warm, tangible summer in green mountains. Summer that sticks to the skin, that invades your nostrils. Summer of abundance and dreamy presence.
My model was living a life in a meadow, losing her clothes, losing her past and future. She became a porcelain statue that makes the heart stumble.
Massif de l’Espinouse, France 2020.
She was shy and unsure about where we were going. We kept changing locations in a quest for more comfort.
Until we found a place that had the darkest and the lightest spot in the house. She could hide while trying to reach that light pool above her head and heart, above the uncomfortable feeling.
She was drinking the light like a thirsty fragile flower. Until the home feeling started to settle down.
Montpellier, France 2020.
I met Fatma in the dog shelter in Southern Portugal. She went to Israel but was stopped at the airport, and they put her in a detention camp for a night and finally she was sent back to Europe without any clear reason.
They knew she was a witch whose name is Fatma. So she accepted what was taken away from her, and focused on what was in front of her. I was in front of her.
While walking abandoned wolves we accidentally found an empty profound pool. I invited her to swim with me in that emptiness. I remember it was a full moon and we were swimming like witches in a magic of our self-invented rituals.
Portugal, February 2019.
French expression 'avoir un coeur d'artichaut' literally means 'to have a heart of artichoke' and means to fall inlove often and easily.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
The heart refers to the center of the plant. It is hidden by many small leaves that can be detached and given to each person that is present. Someone who has an artichoke heart gives a little bit of love to everyone who seems worthy of it.
This is a visual interpretation of someone who has ‘un coeur d'artichaut' .
Montpellier, France, March 2020.
Julien wanted to get in touch with his sensitivity, deeply hidden inner child. We used small intimate space to allow more possibility for silence, slow pace and time to feel and look inwards.
Published in Vertiqlè Magazine.
Montpellier, France 2019.
Portrait series created together with a jazz musician Benjamin Faconier in the South of France.
Montpellier, France 2020.
When I was a kid I used to hide a piece of glass under the soil. That piece of glass would 'hide' flowers, dead insects and other small natural details that I would collect and translate into a visual art. Later I would uncover the soil and look at that piece of glass as a window to some hidden magical reality. I recreated the memory of this childhood experiment with my camera.
Cambridge, United Kingdom 2021.
From Cambridge Artist series. Meeting actor Leopold Benedict.
Cambridge, United Kingdom 2021.
Snowy morning in Vilnius. The first moments of love.
Vilnius, Lithuania 2021.
Lonely solo stories.
VU Kinetinis theater immortalized in the most secret corners of Vilnius University.
Vilnius, Lithuania 2021.
One day spent with a boat maker Medhi in the most distant European coast. Connecting for a moment that will disappear in the ocean once we part ways.
Lagos, Portugal 2020.
Searching for a blooming fern.
Vilnius, Lithuania 2021.
