People… My biggest fear. I’ve stolen so many images in the subway of people while pretending to play a game on my phone, praying they would not see and come punch me in the face… But I never dared to walk to somebody and ask “Could I take a picture of you? I just love your looks and it would be a great honour to do so.” I just cannot do that.

I like my trees and buildings as much as the next guy, but after a while, you want people to model for you and you want to not be afraid to take pictures of amazing people in the street with a real identity that need to be captured digitally because they are downright amazing.

So I posted on gay dating apps that I was doing photo-shoots for free if, in exchange, I would use some of them on my website upon signature of a model release. That worked quite well and led me to develop that side of my photography that needed to get out at last. You can really see an evolution in the shots I selected. For the better, I hope!

I so needed to start taking pictures of actual people. I like my statues, my trees and my buildings ever so dearly –I cannot stress this enough– but at the end of the day, they are inanimate. I can be fascinated by that abandoned boat by Embankment station for hours but unless those inanimate objects break, and are anew, they remain still where people move, snap, cry, scream, laugh, thrive and fall… We’re creatures of habits so the little things that are always there are endearing to take pictures of over and over again but society as it is nowadays –I call our times “the Facebook Kingdom”– has us bored even before we are amused. I can’t remember when I last read an article from top to bottom… That’s sad, but you have to compose with it and I fear that if I had not moved to finding models to work with me, I wouldn’t have advanced to this point in my art. So here they are, the real people but also the standing still ones. And I am one of them. I was standing still like the Tin Man and was letting life pass me by.

Hopefully, the dog days are over… I am one of the lovely people now, I can walk hand in hand with them and shine anew, shine this light of who I am and what I aspire to accomplish before I fade away. Human life if a shooting star but I do hope somebody will make a wish when he sees mine dying in the sky.

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