We are presenting a collective exhibition centered on the theme of travel and the use of photography as a medium for creation.
Like the Nautilus, Jules Verne’s submarine, their fleeting images transport us to a dreamed elsewhere. A discreet charm operates: the melody of memory, both joyful and haunting. A tender calm as well. Softly, they advance toward the horizon where the traces they strive to preserve will soon fade. Cadaqués, Hiroshima, Burgundy, Loiret, Portugal, Japan… Ultimately, the destination matters little. What truly counts is the physical and cerebral journey through which each expands the realm of the known. Some in color, all without artifice, they traverse a series of intermediate landscapes, occupying the in-between space that separates poetry from documentation, truth from fiction, the near from the far, much like the ebb and flow of a wave. Their subjects are diverse—a cooling tower, autumn leaves, a solitary swimmer, ancient pines, Rio’s bay, a flowered staircase. Their natural stories celebrate simplicity. These fragments, embedded in the flux of reality, trace on walls and in minds a familiar atlas. Everywhere, the approach is candid: cut, copied, pasted, painted. The printed paper, sensitive to climatic variations, takes on playful shapes where the gesture is visible. It too drifts, adding a layer of lived experience to the surface. Unassumingly, these travel journals enchant and stir.
Virginie Huet
