« When the mountain took the place of my father » is a praise to my father through the personification of the mountains, treated in portrait.

In 2017, my family and I walked the Tour of the Mont Blanc. Two years after my father’s died. During 4 days of hiking, I took pictures of the mountains, summits and peaks that surrounded us.

When I came back and looked at the images I had made, I realized that somehow the mountain had healed us. It had given us a direction, a path to go to. We could eventually move forward.

These mountains were standing in front of us like monuments, gradually embodying the portrait of my late father who, in a way, would never disappear.

For me, portraying a non-human figure is a way to deal with the idea of Landscape – the experience of landscapes. In a different way, it is to get closer to the concept of the milieu, where our presence and the feeling of the atmosphere become inseparable from that place.