Not updated since 2015.
my instagram <-link
routeography <-Link to a list of some good classic runs i skied
500 pix gallery <- link
Photography was always a hobby. Argentique was too pricey , until 2010 dslr were out of reach. Now it is all affordable, since 2012 I focused on getting good glass and progress into that technique. I love the challenge and try to take timeless images, being more interested in ‘imperfect’ photography – images that are suggestive and can open a discussion – than obvious or contrived studio shots. I like it dirty and spontaneous.
I’am a snow shooter. In my first 4 years being the photographer, i watched 2 friends die, survived one brutal ski accident , lost 10 good friends/mentors/inspiring. I made some of the most beautiful powder turns ever, went heliskiing and travelled in a few ski paradise, scored a few timeless beautiful shots , i was published a few times and in that period Steep skiing/ski alpinism/freeriding went from being a fringe activity to a full blown main stream culture and sport with the rise of social medias and the industry taking it over. The amount of people, highly trained alpinists and skiers, strong enough to tackle 5.4 or 5.5 runs has multiplied by 100. Runs that used to get skied once every 3 year now have line of people as soon as it is good… Brands are now sponsoring many people for social media content, many ski bums with the right amount of “followers” is now a a self proclaimed “pro” skier-photographer-filmer-writer-philospophe-mag editor via instagram-blog-youtube-facebook, everyone makes the headlines everyday, on the best run, in the best town, having the best day in the best snow, the steepest run. The cult of self. The End of Literacy and the Triumph of Spectacle. Go pro. ski Photography-ski magazines-ski Books all replaced by instant reality content ? My personal mission to document skibuming in chamonix now seems pointless. My perspective on skiing, steep skiing, the ski community , the industry , photography has shifted greatly. Today , more and more, the ski culture on all media looks like a Ikea store: corporate . Perfectly clean and tidy, sterilized, normalized, hype. The reasons which brought me into skiing have vanished replaced by the reasons why i escaped east hollywood: gentrification or something like that. When i started this blog and photos in 2012, it was to document that fascinating obscure underground creative intricate “freeriders on steeps” community mostly in Chamonix. Since, that community transformed into this ibiza/coachella hipster crowd filled with well groomed polite super disciplined and trained alpinists or other athletes. It isn’t some social reject who some how got to the top of the Diable couloir and trashed it on ski anymore but a fully trained privileged alpinist who checked his ascent time at the top and is streaming his descent live on social media. Boyscouts on a expensive pee contest. Talent is measured with instagram followers amount. I don’t recognize myself in that community anymore or at least not right now in cham… I am trying to find that lost authenticity and honesty in wild life photography. Or i am just changing my focus for a minute…
my favorite outdoor photographer/filmer is jordan manley. He inspires me. He is among the rare who havent sold out too much to the industry. He hasn’t vulgarized the outdoor sports scene to make it available to the mainstream-hashtaggers- hipsters-gaga-crowd epic-tv style. His pictures and film have character and substance. Manley’s films are not just adds aimed to go viral on the internet but more a real immersion…
One of my favorite ski shot is from oskar enander <- link
My main influence in ski photography is Christian Pondella , his images are the athlete’s perspective, instead of the spectators view. One of the few ski photographers who do that.
I find Reuben Krabbe very annoying because his style is fresh and a style i aspire to.
My favorite chamonix gopro flicks:
I like that video too. inspiring: rice on ice
Hedonist, I was born in st Julien en genevois (very close to chamonix) never lived there. i grew up in Reims -> I had my biberon with champagne. I got fashionable in Paris (B.S biology, blanche Salant/paul weaver art school) then lived and partied like a hypster in London (lee strasberg institute school). A small Detox in and around Zimbabwe then splurged like a jet setter in New york (actor studio) became a desert bratt in L.A (lee strasberg) until i hit the road, the 395 , to the east side (sierra nevada california). that is where i become a skier, maybe more of a skibum dwelling in a van going up and downs the mountains along the 395 highway. For 5 years , i cozied up within this local authentic ski bum community where the top skiers shared their love for backcountry skiing and showed me around the sierra. Back in Cham since 2005. I touched many fields: tourism, post production (editing) , production, acting, music, alpinism, steep skiing…and now photography documenting skibuming and skiing. I would like to call myself a “photographer” but comparing myself to Roger Ballen, steve mc curry Luis dos Santos, joeyl, robin Or corbijn is a little lofty ..Im a photojournalist maybe. An adventurer surely. Documenting, Witnessing is what i do. The term photography or photographer is overused by every monkeys with a dslr and a website, i find it pompous and cheesy.
Photo is really what keeps me in skiing. I enjoy searching the perfect angle/conditions/light/skier to get “that” special shot. I enjoy traveling a camera in hand , finding new backdrops with new culture. I enjoy capturing raw lifestyle pictures …
here below are a few shots of me skiing. most taken by Luca pandolfi. who used to be my main partner in crime. Make sure you click on the link so he sees people visited his site form here. that will make him happy. He is Italian, it’s better if he is happy.
“A man who procrastinates in his CHOOSING will inevitably have his choice made for him by circumstance. So if you now number yourself among the disenchanted, then you have no choice but to accept things as they are, or to seriously seek something else. But beware of looking for goals: look for a way of life. Decide how you want to live and then see what you can do to make a living WITHIN that way of life.” -HST, 1958