Not things. Their echo. TODTNAUBERG
I do not photograph things. I photograph what they carry. The weight of a landscape that witnessed something. The silence in an archive. The way a family portrait can be a crime scene. My work is rooted in European memory and continental philosophy — a practice of long duration, attentive to what persists beneath the visible.
Exhibitions 2026
30th January → 13th, March Aubenas — La Ferme
1st April → 2nd May, Sainte Etienne de Fontbellon
1st October → 31th October, Festival Chambre 07
My grandfather was a Nazi. I have three portraits of him, smoking a cigar. He is the Meister aus Deutschland — the master from Germany — the figure Paul Celan conjured in Todesfuge: the one who plays with serpents, who commands, who gives orders with precision and grace.
Something is wrong, but nothing has happened yet. Unheimlichkeit photographs that suspension — a present already marked by its own end, familiar and irreparably strange.
The land remembers. Not as archive, not as monument — but as texture, as light, as the slow persistence of what has no voice. Resonances is an act of listening.