Silhouettes twisting, eyes squinting, thoughts meandering: the Fold makes its mark on our lines’ rightfulness. This plastician photography revolves around a master word, perhaps a master gesture: the folding, with the tracks and cracks it creases into the rectitude of an image. Wild and unseizable as it sculpts the highlights of ever evasive reality, the Fold is here captured, tamed by an immobile lens and kept hostage between the calm bounds of an image. There, within the straight frame that attempts to domesticate its overruns, the Fold displays all of its strength and its random sinuosities: crumpling a face, breaking an angle, at leisure forming and unforming the undulation of fluid and flame, it substitutes our familiar depth with new gravitation. The folding is the only author of these contemporary photographs, as it opens a backdoor to the unknown at the heart of our visions and myths.
