nicolas boulet

Performers of sex. This is how the men and women who sell their body and pornography on the Web are presented to the viewers who buy their online service. If the network is public, the moment of performance is "private", and only visible to buyers. Yet, there are all these virtual moments ahead, where those who trade their bodies (amateurs or professionals) let themselves see, in their intimacy behind the window of the screen. I was interested precisely at these moments. Moments when the surfer voyeur scrutinizes, contemplates, without the knowledge of sex workers. Moments of pause, of boredom sometimes, to let go, where before the performance, the screen lets the other reflect its reflection. But who is it really about? We look for a hint of reality behind these faces hidden under the splitting of their image masks.

Humanist photography has made street portraiture a way to collect faces at different times. Behind the intrigue of the discovery of this other, there is always amazement, the mark of otherness. My photograph of street and passers-by is thus like a catalog, an archipelago of faces, contemporaries and witnesses of the humanity of our time. In obtaining my shots of passers-by, a double protocol: the choice of chiaroscuro, and the after-the-fact constitution of a fictitious narration with the end-to-end placing of the obtained images. The play between street documentary photography and studio staging due to the punctual lighting on faces on a plain black background, is also part of my approach.