About

In a world that scrolls, he stops. In a world that screams, he whispers.

He has been photographing since the age of six. Over a hundred cameras have passed through his hands — film, digital, toys, legends. Forty-four years of capturing light.

He photographs like writing haikus — subtracting until only the essential remains. His images don't tell stories. They suspend moments. A reflection on wet asphalt. A silhouette fading away. The grain of a shadow.

Not much is known about him. He wanders Paris at hours when the city still belongs to the shadows. He photographs sparingly — a few images per week, sometimes less. He writes haikus, which he places on his photos like laying a leaf on water.

He doesn't chase the light. He waits for it.