Freedom dear freedom. Confined space, slow life and the weight of the past. My only playgrounds for the day. Constrained within. My last frontier to whatever possibilities are left to afford. Impossible journeys now reminiscent of times past, when we humans were preyed on. We are so fragile, so vulnerable in our self-centered dominance. Day after day, on that path in an unknown new reality. A track to fragility. Or to a new normality?
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When a period of confinement opens up, the receding freedom becomes all the more precious. This project considers the limitation of physical freedom (few means of transport, travel bans, stalled economy), and explores how inner freedom can replace it. Health injunctions may hinder our movements and strictly limit our range of action, but nothing can restrict the power of imagination and the freedom to dream.
At the same time, the coronavirus pandemic has reminded us how fragile humans are when they fall prey to a virus that knows no ideological, socio-economic or immune boundaries. By linking these two concepts in the same work, traversed by oscillations and metaphors that reflect the moods of confined people, the photographer offers us a reflection on what the pandemic and confinement have revealed about our freedom and fragility, our resources and our doubts.