My wandering, first of all, around Pudducherry, South India. I had deliberately chosen not to prepare my trip. I just knew what I did not want to photography : folklore and photogenic faces, a reportage or a story.
At a turning point in my photographic path, I made a challenge : being able to find a spontaneous coherence into my images, letting myself to chance. Wandering, searching for meaning.
At a turning point in my photographic path, I made a challenge : being able to find a spontaneous coherence into my images, letting myself to chance. Wandering, searching for meaning.
The ox-cart
Silhouette of a man lit by headlights
The lonely walker
The man running along the water
Abstractions
The dog
But on the spot, everything seemed complicated and heavy : it was hot and humid, I was not inspired by locations. Light was hard. At dawn or at sunset, in motion- by foot or on a motorbike driven by my brother- I photographed human beings and animals wandering into the darkness : intriguing atmospheres on the fringe of the chaotic town.