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The CALLIPHORA series of photographs is a sentimental introspection in the face of time that eludes us. Creation, childhood, procreation, allow us to better understand the difficulty of accepting the inexorable destiny that awaits us.
By placing existential questions in a Darwinian, Cartesian, mathematical, biological and secular framework, one can rely on the enlightenment rather than the mysticism to explain death. Personal outlet and quest for a universal feeling meet in these disturbing but sincere photographic superimpressions.
We will be the feast of the Fly Calliphora but what a better dream than to join the food chain, the cycle of life that offers us the scientific revelation!
Ysel, born in 1977 in a hippie community in the south of France, studies photography at the Gobelins school in Paris. He is currently working in Louisfert, his adopted land of Brittany. Photographer of reportage then plastic photographer, he also practices painting, sculpture and theater. His universe: surreal, overwhelming, disturbing, perhaps even disturbing, which is sure it does not leave indifferent.
Will the experiment bring you to be your own messiah? Photograph Ysel Fournet. Will the experiment bring you to be...
Do you think you own your childhood? Try to seize it, it is only dust : Photography Ysel Fournet Do you think you own your childhood?...
Sublimation as a rationalisation of the will-o'-the-wisp, elevation, CH4 + PH3 + P2H4. Photograph by Ysel Fournet. Sublimation as a rationalisation of...
The nourishing then desirable breast withers and falls into oblivion on an autumn evening. Photograph Ysel Fournet The nourishing then desirable breast...
Look at this soft and vulnerable eye that takes its place in the hard and durable bone. Your gaze is the invisible thread that connects them. Photograph Ysel Fournet Look at this soft and vulnerable eye...
Isn't the photographer's only quest to outlive himself? Photograph by Ysel Fournet. Isn't the photographer's only quest...
The cycle of life makes us eternal, birds already nest in our remains. Art photography: Ysel Fournet. The cycle of life makes us eternal,...
The child that we were watches us grow up, grow old and die. Time pounds the present until it passes. The child that we were watches us...
Try to go back in time, the wheels are skating on fuzzy memories, regrets. Photograph by Ysel Fournet. Try to go back in time, the wheels...
The heart and body are already prey to decomposing insects, transforming from living to living. Photograph: Ysel Fournet The heart and body are already prey...
Your jump isn't big enough, your run isn't fast enough, the escape is veined. Photograph Ysel Fournet Your jump isn't big enough, your run...