What remains of our lost enjoyments? The line disappears and it remains that the moving dreams of our past loves, fleeting memories, sensations of the caresses under the alcove.
Through this work I ask myself the question: What remains of our lost enjoyments? Time fades the memory of the shape of the faces, the shape of the bodies. But the general sensations of these moments of pleasures and the certainty of having lived them remain. I am therefore trying to transcribe here the imprecise flashes arising from memory, the furtive images of body-to-body, which come to mind many years later. I am a self-taught photographer, I am interested in the way our brain interprets, gives meaning to abstractly forms captured by the eye.
About Mathias Soulon
Born in France in 1972, Mathias Soulon grew up in an environment of artists, painters, ceramists, sculptors friends of a father also painter. After scientific studies in the field of materials. He has moved away from the medium of artistic creation. He worked for more than 20 years for a large study center where he was allowed to use powerful microscopes and feed on contemplations of the fantastic landscapes of the infinitely small.
It is therefore equipped with Canon and a macro lens that he went to explore his environment, preferably old buildings or dilapidated factories sometimes completely invaded by nature in search of symbolic and abstract images found at the abandonment sometimes on old rusty portals, on stains, traces, drips, peeling paint etc … Like a scientist, he focuses on the details of things to draw a new image prepared independently of the first object in order to extract the extraordinary from the ordinary. [Official Website]
