Landscapes Dizziness
Michael Bouton is frequently on the move; time and motion stir him, inspire him, and lead him to play with speed to capture an angle, an architecture, a shape, or a construction. Eager to keep melancholy at bay—a sentiment tied to the helplessness felt as seconds wildly slip away —he pays close attention to the “little things without qualities” that make up the landscape on his travels, investing all his attention and energy into the haphazard capture of reality. While the horizon unfolds slowly before our eyes, what is near us does not always reach our consciousness. Distorted by the speed of passing time, we don’t truly see them. These elements, this ephemeral dimension, are what Michael Bouton strives to convey.
Like the natural process of memory erosion, the artist cannot fight against forgetting, the erasure of what passes too quickly. Through a joyful will, however, he invites us to rediscover the wonders of his journeys; through his abstract, colorful or dark, precise or blurry photographs, somewhere between quasi-impressionist painting and minimalism. With varying degrees of contrast, texture, and clarity, each work is a sample of time, the luminous imprint of a dream. An optical illusion that distorts a moment, a fraction of a second invisible to the naked eye, suddenly spreads across a canvas, where coexist in a single space, the future, the past, and the present.
This physical phenomenon of adjusting the gaze encourages him to value the invisible, so close and imprecise. He transforms this imprecision into formal lines, favoring the vertical aesthetic, that of the “landscape” format… Seeking abstraction without distorting the elements that compose it implies a focus as a challenge in itself. To capture a detail, he is forced to trigger the camera in advance, for an element that already belongs to the past at the precise moment his eye sees it. This challenge is part of the serendipity of his approach: it is always about light, speed, material, and viewpoint.
Ultimately, what interests him lies less in the technical perfection of a photograph as the essence of a relationship to time and space, than in the emotion it can create, all of beauty, transience, and sensuality.