The first time, I felt so at ease that I immediately began working. I photographed the rocks that inspired me the most for my future images. But when I returned some time later, I couldn't find them! Initially disappointed, I realized that the place, depending on the tides and the light, continually changed its appearance. I found that even more magical. What also captivated me about this wild setting was the resemblance between the hairless bodies I photograph and these rocks weathered by erosion. Both seem enveloped in a skin that makes them soft to the touch. I wanted to stage these bodies differently than I had proposed in the studio, but always with, implicitly, a sense of movement. The bodies are in direct contact with the rocks. I photographed them climbing and straddling them, as if attempting to tame the stone, using it to gain height and reign.
When taking photos outdoors, we tend to favor the light of the rising or setting sun. A sun low on the horizon casts soft light on faces. In my case, I preferred the light of day when the sun is at its zenith. I like it when the light crushes the bodies and the rocks, as if sculpting them.
