In 2002, I left Paris to walk to Santiago de Compostella,
an ancient pilgrimage road, crossing France to Galicia in Spain.
At that time, I felt the urge to explore myself. Unable to make a picture for a few months, I welcomed the road and my thirst into my face, my changes, and my feelings.
The ritual was simple. Each time I was thirsty, I made a spontaneous self-portrait, without posing, with a small B&W camera.
Back in Paris, I spent two weeks in the lab and was overwhelmed by the “road” seen on my face: pain, relief, sadness, life, death, anguish, softness, rigidity, tiredness, the joy of this infinite freedom of nothing and the beauty of the world, the fear which oozes, the physical pain, the relief of leaving fear behind, the sweat of the anguish, rest... It is ugly, it is splendid.
— Marie Docher
This series of self-portraits will be featured from March to May 2014 at the 9th International Biennial of Photography and Visual Arts in Liège, Blegium.
There is so much beauty in our everyday and by "beauty" I do not speak of conventional beauty, but actually: harmony, truthfulness and that which is telling.
Light, wind, clouds, and glowing plastic billowing from scaffolding create moving, breathing temporary structures that seem to have life of their own.
For over two decades, Stephen Shames injected himself into the mean streets of the South Bronx and made pictures about the kind of life that he saw there— unflinching yet intimate, straight-shooting yet sensitive, objectively powerful but also full of personal emotion—this is a beautiful book.