MIRRORS:
Mirrors are so present in my life that I’ve made them my family tree!
No excessive narcissism, however, even if I often find myself trapped in it when photographing them.
What I try to capture with mirrors is rather the reflection of light, a burst of brilliance on a shadowy wall,
a shimmer that contrasts with matte paint.
For this, I’ve often used the strangely shaped mirrors placed on furniture in the 1940s, found on the street on garbage cans.
But I’ve also had dazzling coloured glass tiles made in India. And I even hunted for several years in a row
for the small convex mirrors that adorn the walls of Indian palaces, before finally finding the last makers,
a craft that has sadly now disappeared. From this incessant quest for light to distill into the shadows,
I kept a few mirrors framed in wrought iron.
HISTORY:
FLAT MIRRORS:
CONVEX MIRRORS:
