Untitled (from “Shady”)
© Estelle Hanania

There’s a number of images that hold me in the portfolio of French photographer Estelle Hanania, particularly those from her series Shady. When you arrive at her website, this is the text you’re presented with:

These images are islands, independent territories, lost in the middle of the ocean. On our solitary discovery voyage, without a guide, we might think we lose our way. We approach a material, both soft and rough, we hesitate, velvet or mosscovered tin?

We perceive iridescent grass, followed by rosy, water-beaded-cheeks. Across, a faded cloth marinates in a bathroom sink. Between the two, it seems we can recognize the outline of a constellation, guess at the direction, then the mirage disappears once again, and the already loose thread of the story escapes us completely.

There is no truth to seek, no more than wrong path to follow: there is only suggestion. Small autarchic worlds, ready to shelter our own purpose.

- R. Stopin

I love this.

Just as a side note, I’ll point out that Estelle was recently in Issue #6 of Capricious (one of my favorite photography magazines) with her peculiar series Demoniac Babble.

See more of her work here.

(thank you Karly)