Summary:
Photography is an object by which we can grab the world a little – by which we open a breach, an abyss. What it hides beneath its surface may be a tenuous reflection, cuticule, a film of ourselves, captivated and captured by its presence. What it gives is standing still, but a shadow seems to make its own way out – an oily shadow, viscuous and impalpable, that we seek yet to touch. Then comes photography as an engraving, trace or scar, that opens and opens our wounds again, thus letting out what we did not expect to see : an echo emerges, a voice answers us, traces us, and allows to seize us better. The medium and its dance finally enter the place, revealing a magnetic mirror game : who, of the body or the photograph, will claim to be the last one ?
Key words: photography | archive | puzzle | construction | world | game | body | medium | Forensic | Walter Benjamin | conflict | architecture
