Rauque - the French word for hoarse - because like a somnolent voice, I answered with foggy scenes the silences of a daily life that prohibitions let out of breath. January 2021, in my Parisian flat the time was numb, the days uncertain to the point of losing touch with our senses and with the others because they meant danger; in that enclosure I brought spontaneity into play to create a diversion and belie my thoughts. From this introspection – sometimes feverish, sometimes exhilarating, Rauque was born: a series of photographs blending suspended compositions and captured portraits. A?er all, freedom is not asked for, it is searched for and seized like an antidote.
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