Text/ Portrait of a woman


Set in the higher region of a pale, elongated face, her blue eyes devour the surrounding world with a surprising mobility. Her carefully plumped lips, an eccentric pink, come to life and uncover the immaculate teeth of a woman still spared from aging.

A peculiar thing, when she talks, her nostrils palpitate just enough to alter the architecture of her nose. Her delicate silhouette is capped with a free flowing, reddish mane.

Her entire being exudes impatience. As if the world refused her the place it owed her. No resentment in her look, however, no trace of bitterness. The impetuousness, muted and volcanic, of unappeased hopes consumes her entirely, to the point of stiffening her slender body.

Her spontaneity is stupefying. The art of deceit, so well mastered by Parisian women, is just as foreign to her as their over-refined clothing.

While she reveals herself without reservation, under the soft restaurant light, a nervous choreography propels her large hands.

I look at her intensely.

It seems to me that as soon as she overcomes the disorder that troubles her, when life has polished the rough rock of her temperament, she will have courage of a patient matron. Women who give, at the risk of forgetting themselves a little, the best of what they have to the next generation. 

Text published in my book Spirit (2008)
Translated from French by Nicolas Allinder 



A man at work. "I'm not photogenic", he said, just after I shot him. And then he smiled (Brussels)

GUEST: Alizé Meurisse

   Selfportrait as someone else. My mother got me this bright red lipstick for Xmas this year. I never wear any make up. But the colour makes me think of Frida Kahlo (Text and drawing Alizé Meurisse. Paris)


GUEST: Alizé Meurisse

   Gérard Berréby is my publisher (éditions Allia) ; he says he can still remember the light, the exact time and place where he was the first time I called him back after we met. a train station. He was one of the first people to believe in me (Text and drawing Alizé Meurisse. Paris)

This afternoon, after an other MMM shoot, I ran into Warren Guetta, having a cup of coffee at the terrace of the bar where he works. He told me his mother used to love Warren Beatty. That may be one of the reasons why he wants to be an actor (Paris)


This is only the second time I work with the hair dresser Olivier de Vriendt. I photographed him just after a Maison Martin Margiela photo shoot. I just felt like doing it (Paris)

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   This is my brother Timothee, he was quite concentrated studying for his exams. When he saw the drawing and said "oh... t'es forte!" it felt like going back in time. Having a brother made me grow, he made me want to be a hero (Text and drawing Alizé Meurisse. Paris)



I asked the fascinating Régina Denima to seduce me. I knew she was sensual. But I must admit I've been surprised by her ability to play with my camera, making the experience of shooting her intense and enjoyable (Paris).

More info about the SEDUCE ME video project in the 19/09/2011 post

GUEST: Alizé Meurisse

   Benjamin comes over, smokes a cigar, we talk, watch silly videos on the internet, there's always a new story, a new idea, we've only known each other for about a year but I can already say he changed my life. (He's also the other half of my rap band, 'iiiight)
(Text and drawing Alizé Meurisse. Paris)





For 5 days from monday 9th of january, I will have the pleasure to host the work of the young talented artist Alizé Meurisse on this blog. She will be expressing her personal vision of portrait through her beautiful and poetic drawings.
Welcome Alizé and thanks in advance for sharing with us.

Translated from French by Adélaïde Gomes

Who exactly is Vincent Choc? "The first Dj-writer", he said. Cool guy. He looks a bit like R.G, a friend of mine (Paris)