Hélène Hubert

This new series uses an aesthetic and concerns close to magic realism. An everyday place - the city - is flooded by an awesome event ; a fictional vegetation reclaims its colonized land. This is undoubtedly one of the reasons for the square's symbolic framing. In the next step, the shape took over the object in response to a narrative concern: these images fit together like puzzle pieces to tell a story, to unfold a world. Each photograph is thus conceived as a unique tile, part of a larger whole that might be called a mosaic.

"Look at my roots growing at the gates of your city. Feel how your frantic constructions are just illusions. Learn how we can make our way through together. Feel this chromatic display, these botanical factions. I'll swallow your gray, tasteless world. I'll swallow your whole world. Your tricks and your desires for glory. Breathe this suffocating air and watch how I keep high my colors, showing you the way. Watch how peacefully I will fight and win over your ephemeral fruits of pride. When you have nothing left and want to connect, l'll touch your retina with my rhizomes, and your endless tears will quench my thirst. Then to the edge of a new world, You and I will be together again."  Diane Jacquier

The "My Blues 2020" series emerged bright and blue from the depths of confinement. My innocent childhood flashes through my dancing tutu, immersed in a sunny swimming pool. The predominance of blue and the deliberate absence of black underline the potential for peace at the center of life's constant movement.

I use my photographic prism to explore the uncertain horizons of my days at sea. The air is fluffy, soft and conducive to daydreaming.This strange, unfathomable vastness offers endlessly unlimited scenery.

The "Mother Nature Mirror" series of photographs highlights the aura of still life. Each space or object is molded by memory. A holistic worldview where everything is interactive and interconnected.

When visiting deserted places, I stage life in abandonment. Spaces have been changed over time and emptiness is just an illusion. Each component or geometry has a unique meaning that resonates with its history.

Flayed and uprooted trees, the snow visually heals Nature’s scars. New realities of an instant, transparency becomes visible, the intangible becomes palpable matter. A sort of enchantment catches the senses.