Will on wheels

Ok, first things first: I’ve always admired bicycle messengers. There’s something raw about them. They’re fierce like warriors and kinda hardcore. They inspire respect even though they’re rude and impolite. I mean, there’s nothing wrong with trying to make conversation, just that you don’t have any chance with a bicycle messenger. They’re ubiquitous and always in a rush. It’s not that you’re not worth it. They just don’t have time. They’re in a continuous war against time and the city. I once had a friend who tried himself at this job. He was basically coming back home to put his feet in an ice bucket and went to sleep for the rest of the day. I didn’t see much of him that summer. He was in a constant state of exhaustion. It is a tough job.

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You make my head spin …

It almost seems banal. We’re thrown back to the schoolyard where girls used to jump rope. There’s a nostalgia there; a sense of promise. As if we could just jump in and dance. Simple as that!

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We all do it. We sit in coffee shops and then we get hypnotized by the flow of people walking by. I do it often and I’m always fascinated by all the faces that come and go. Everyone carrying their stories. Every single one of them, reminding us of someone we lost track of or someone we knew well. Different but alike at the same time.
This photography exercise is almost a non-photography exercise. On every photo of this series, the light is diffused, reflected by omnipresent buildings. I didn’t play with the shadows, the perspective. This exercise was a way for me to get in the middle of what I usually watch from the shore. The goal was simple: putting up a white sheet of paper on a wall and then, with my camera dangling from my neck, I had to randomly ask people if I could take their picture.

« Cities are like zoos. I spoke German at first because I didn’t know what you wanted. I thought you we’re begging for money. I’m telling you, you should really read ‘The Human Zoo’ by Desmond Morris. Moi ? Me ? I’m Robert. Don’t forget, you’re part of the zoo, man.»

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