Synopsis: Some streets are like a choral. Several small stories of passion, energy, provocation, vibration, expectation and love overlap inside a single story … a story of a youth thirsty for life !

How I work:
I’m a visual artist using street photography technics. I travel all around the world to meet streets and cities. I consider street photography as a visual recycling. Like a sculptor manufacturing several forms from scrap metal or a designer working to give waste new life in a new use. One of my strategy is the desire to get close and to use immersion with the subject by using a fixed wide angle lens.

Synopsis: What’s happen if the man becomes unique and multiple at the same time? The unique and the multiple are here the two forces that intersect. The unique divides and gives way to the multiple. The multiple is not static but tends towards the unique. The plural forces converge on the singular. If the unique diverges, the multiple converges. Finally, the only one doubles up! So, the sweating man is at once, breathable body and wax doll.

How I work:
I’m a visual artist using street photography technics. I travel all around the world to meet streets and cities. I consider street photography as a visual recycling. Like a sculptor manufacturing several forms from scrap metal or a designer working to give waste new life in a new use. One of my strategy is the desire to get close and to use immersion with the subject by using a fixed wide angle lens.

Synopsis: Once upon a time there was a little wick that distinguished an adult from a young man. The moustache, the real, the dense well, either you have it or you do not have it. I have no hair on my head but I chose to stay with my moustache. What’s the reason? This gives my look that little more of what it needs. People shave but I don’t dare. This is my statement of manhood that tells the world that I grew up. My grandfather said the moustache always separates the daring from the weak. Do you believe that strands of hair could contain such power? Or do you believe that true masculinity is built from any part by its character? A mustache looks a lot like a gun. A gun held by some people becomes very dangerous. In fact, it is the logical function of a firearm. She fights your battles for you. Who would want to fight with a man with a face full of hair? During my teenage years, I made fun of these people, who had wicks, but I became one. What made me change my mind? First of all, we must accept that the moustache is impervious to embarrassment. Every time I have a problem, my mustache is always there for me, one touch and everything is solved. I didn’t really believe in the power of the mustache until last summer when I lost my ID card. Believe it or not, my mustache became my ID until I replaced it. Do as I do, develop a mustache. The ladies will notice you automatically and people will take you more seriously … who doesn’t want that? The power of a gun on your face. Life is a thousand times better!

How I work:
I’m a visual artist using street photography technics. I travel all around the world to meet streets and cities. I consider street photography as a visual recycling. Like a sculptor manufacturing several forms from scrap metal or a designer working to give waste new life in a new use. One of my strategy is the desire to get close and to use immersion with the subject by using a fixed wide angle lens.