Morning mist

Thickness of the air, subtle differences from white to light touches of colours in a timeless landscape where every part is isolated from the rest.
Lone icon, peaceful and bright.

Morning Mist, a light full photograph, a character stands alone watching the hedge between mist, sand and water.
Grande plage de Dinard
Morning Mist, a field, trees in the background, a bleu sky, disappear in the mist.
Morning Mist, rich manoir stands on top of a hill above us disappearing in the mist.

Morning Mist in Dinard

A beach, a wood, a boat, a man, a woman, everything gets back to this particular time of a shared moment. The common glance of the photographer and of the spectator.

The misty feelings of these photographs try to raise my questions about our perception of the world now, as well as the complexity of a projection into the future.

Morning Mist, a pavenent goes far ahead absorbed by the mist, a part of a building is suspended above us.
Morning Mist, a pier goes down towards the brightness of the fog.
Morning Mist, a character stands far away almost invisible in the mist, a beach in the foreground.
Morning Mist, trees al around, a path takes us toward the light of mist.

This series, Morning Mist, was shot in an hour and a half, the atmosphere was really enchanting : a very dense mist with some moments a little less high allowing the colours of the water and the sky to pass through it.

My work as a photographer tries to condense emotions, carefully taking out of my frame things that could disrupt our feelings. I am very careful of keeping far enough from daily life.

This series was my first to receive such an enthusiastic appreciation, I was very happy and it boosted my creativity. The iconic photo, called La Grande Virgule, (Like a large Comma), went in collections in Brussels, Hong-Kong. But also simply Drome and Britany.

Morning Mist, a light full photograph, a character stands alone watching the hedge between mist, sand and water.
Morning Mist, rich manoir stands on top of a hill above us disappearing in the mist.
Morning Mist, a field, trees in the background, a bleu sky, disappear in the mist.
Morning Mist, trees al around, a path takes us toward the light of mist.
Morning Mist, a pavement goes far ahead absorbed by the mist, a part of a building is suspended above us.
Morning Mist, a pier goes down towards the brightness of the fog.
Morning Mist, a character stands far away almost invisible in the mist, a beach in the foreground.

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