AT THE CORNER OF THE STREET
The beginning of a life of adventure
First explorations: The neighboring mountains
Alongside the River of Las, to which a page and a film are dedicated, I grew up surrounded by mountains and trails that I began to explore even before the birth of Iggy & Dante.
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And after years of exploring and refining my photography, I would like to tell you about these mountains that saw me grow up.
The underground tunnels of Provence
Introduced to caving for the first time in February 2022 , in the company of speleologist Philippe Maurel, a whole new perspective of Provence appeared before my eyes.
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Beyond my love for photography, it was my desire to explore the world that was increased tenfold following these first underground explorations.
Coastal wanderings
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Having grown up on the Mediterranean coast, I began in my teens to wander around and explore its every nook and cranny.
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Growing up, it was this love for these coasts that drove me to take a camera with me to capture its beauty in pictures.
NEAR MOUNTAINS
Before wandering in the Norwegian Arctic, Sweden or even on the edge of the Sahara, it was in the mountains around my home that I began to explore and photograph.
Discover below the mountains where we grew up and years of photographs illustrating the evolution of our perspective on Provence.
MONT FARON
A childhood love turned playground
I only need to close my eyes to relive those memories of a hot chocolate at its summit with my parents or my first hike, alone at 13 years old.
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Alongside Iggy & Dante, this mountain, which became our playground, has seen us grow and evolve over the years.
The moment I got my first camera, we headed towards Mount Faron to try our hand at an art that would become an integral part of our lives.
Over the years, Mount Faron became our home and our comfort zone, a place where we watched the city in the distance, lulled in our hammock to the sound of cicadas singing from the pine trees.
Loners, it was also a place we loved to cherish and protect, especially thanks to volunteer friends who came to help clean Fort Saint Antoine.
Time passed on these paths and I learned to lower my eyes to appreciate these details of Nature.
Our photography, like us, evolved over time, and I tried new photographic techniques such as tracing the nocturnal path of the stars while sleeping at the summit.
MONT CAUME
An old friend turned training ground
It was with Iggy that we first explored it, shortly before Dante was adopted.
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If Mont Faron taught us to explore, Mont Caume and its powerful sea winds taught us to sleep outside and gave us the opportunity to learn to live outdoors while waiting for our future expeditions.
More difficult to access than Mont Faron, we would leave in the morning to sleep there before returning the following evening after two days of walking and exploration.
Every winter day, I would look at its summit from my apartment window hoping that a little snow would settle there.
From season to season, we rediscovered this mountain and its secrets, camera in hand, ready to capture its beauty.
Years after our first exploration of its trails, we were still just as fascinated and excited to photograph this ancient limestone that had taught us so much.
In May 2024, we took the Jean Gavot school on a hike with Iggy & Dante after having done a first intervention there a month earlier.
ZIGZAGS IN THE VAR
The Toulon countryside
Obviously, showing all these places explored over several years of wandering and photography would be endless.
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However, I still have this desire to pay tribute to these small places that have marked me and seen me grow up just as much as these two mountains.
From Plan de la Garde to Evenos via Coudon, the Toulon region is full of gems that everyone should explore.
Overlooking the Revest Dam, Mont Combe was an interesting discovery, overlooking the splendid Domaine de Tourris.
Speaking of Tourris, it was the perfect place to sometimes pitch my tent or hammock and sleep with a splendid view at the entrance to the Plateau de Siou Blanc.
Beyond crossing it to reach Sainte Baume, the Plateau de Siou Blanc was a huge playground where we loved to go to disconnect from the world.
Being in an area without mobile network coverage at that time, I isolated myself for 4 days in his abandoned sheepfold to write the Prologue of my first book.
