It is extraordinary how we are constantly referred back to the fireworks but just as consistently, we cannot believe it. We cannot believe it because the transformative effect of photography is such that all the claims of artists hostile to photography, even those who have used it and yet remained hostile: photography has its own imaginary realm, its own imaginary freedom, that is not even controlled by the photographer. The photographer can play with it, but he is like the ceramist, who doesn’t control the colors, cannot control the glaze of the ceramic. It is the baking that determines the density of the color. And baking is difficult to control. It is measurable but not controllable. And it is the same, I think, for these photographs. One almost feels like saying that photography, your photography, is an art of fire, like terracotta, like ceramics. Napex 91222

Sylvain Bellenger