Philippe Remy
artist photographer
Namur - Wallonia - Belgium
When words are not enough, the image, the emotion and the interpretation, the face of impermanence.
OverExposed
Photographism
NEW
Albâtre
The sculpted body
The secret body is followed by the discreet body. With a discreet body, a provocative body. With a provocative body, a trashy body. With a trashy body, a problem-free body. The protest stadium has died down. We enter neutral. The nude is naked as the sky is the sky. It is no longer a problem, a problem that moralists love.
Charles Danzig
Homo Aestheticus
The body as a place of trouble
The new Vitruvius
Caught in multiple and scattered representations, reconstructing the unity of the body and reappropriating it.
The body, witness to our relationship to the world, to others, the idealized body, the subject body, the object body, the rejected body, draws and defines the contours of our individuality and the limits of our integrity.
The body bears witness to a turmoil, caught between desire and shame. It is a site of interference and confusion, of transgressions and assertions of identity. Eroticized, emotions "erupt," dominate, and rage without control or restraint.
The body, a witness to gender. Exhibited, it constructs and deconstructs it, masculinity called into question. Thus, one reshapes one's worldview with complete subjectivity in order to dare to idealize beauty.
The body as a witness to an era. The language of the body and its representations, magnified, admired, idolized and dreamed of.
Slideshow
Fragile
We label the sensations of childhood with names that we learn, adults and we evoke with brio and aplomb the "anguish", "despair" or "happiness" of the past (...) All these words n made no sense to us at that time; what we lacked, children, was precisely the power of designation and order of language; also, when we describe the emotions of one moment in our life with the language of another, we only stick labels on hermetically sealed trunks, qualifying as "fragile" or "perishable" content that we do not could not recognize even if we were given the opportunity, one day, to see him again.
Edmund WHITE
Nocturnes for the King of Naples - 1983
