• Bike Resting - december 2010, Mexico City, Mexico
  • Ink Spill - november 2010, Mexico City, Mexico
  • Joe Cool - december 2010, Mexico City, Mexico
  • Bottom of the glass - december 2010, Mexico City, Mexico
  • Wired - october 2010, Mexico City, Mexico
  • Wired - october 2010, Mexico City, Mexico
  • Wired - october 2010, Mexico City, Mexico
  • Wired - october 2010, Mexico City, Mexico
  • Wired - october 2010, Mexico City, Mexico
  • Wired - october 2010, Mexico City, Mexico

Projects :White Night

Projects: White Night

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White Night This is a series of photographs made ​​between 1:00 am and 5:00 am covering daily distances than a dozen kilometers,daily for two years, all photographs were taken with an ektakrome film . They were made in laying slow exposure times were for each of them, of about half an hour. This photographic work was done for two years in Northern France. I decided to make a light path that would invite people to travel to places usually poorly attended, leading them through the same spaces. This journey documented by numerous photographs. My bias is therefore to provide a predetermined light path (paths because my dreams are always associated with existing light environments) or I move to my desires sandstone temporary light installations on some sites. Although this project is also to ask about the status of the city on a socio-politico-economic. True to my concerns I am the light too because where the shadow is absent, there are only flat areas, no depth, something that does not interest me. The project was subsequently the subject of black on black drawings, and in this quality contrast aimed to show what I was holding the distances traveled. The idea is to propose thereafter an unusual route into the city and set design suggests a light in some places.This photo gallery presented here is only a fragment of my work.

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Past midnight, I Walked myself Often moving to a heap to start my career and then crossing the settlements Surrounding After I Moved to the city center by Taking the bus lane to the quiet hours, When the rodeo since stopped. I Continued my way by Extending the Dampier Avenue. At the crossroads I head for the bridge along the canal and Jacob to the Being of the Vineyard. From there, I rush in as a share of - wood, before entering year-through opening in a fence overlooking a space where to place the unloading of scrap deal with the current Beaux - Arts. I cross the old railway tracks Before Entering the crosswalk of the railway bridge, then to tread the ballast along the railway. Finding a way-through the vegetation, I leave the railway track and the street Takes the green turf finding myself face to the Other Side of the channel. Suddenly I Decided to take the road over the canal on the opposite bank and then cross the bridge Villars. From There I crossed the park in the suburb of Paris to come to the bridge of hairy to direct me to the commercial area. Then I go back to the city center my way to Canada place and then go up the street Famars Before turning up the bridge Delsaux. So I walk through the paddock Beguinage landmark of Many Students Valenciennes with the square of the adjacent street of 22 September. I undertake in the Park Rhônelle the crossing diagonally Areas of darkness seeking behavior. Then Attracted by the light of the street Abel de Pujol, I take the Rue du Quesnoy and passes Into the small island of the street Businesses located in. Before Returning The pawnbroker then Vieuwarde Taking hand in the light path of the Existing City Connecting all sites of historical value of the city. I am so Froissart place Where I can see the lighting system of the racecourse. I then left the place of theater for me forward in the Phoenix area small craft Epaix. Along a time Rhônelle gold is the wholesale warehouses and slaughterhouses as well as brownfield sites. I continued my journey and Until You see light, and at the time that I realize That I Passed the sign out of Valenciennes, in front of me stands of trees. That is when I decided to take the way back because The Sun Rises and ounces we arrived home.

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