From a private viewpoint during the coronavirus lockdown, this series of photographs questions our attitude to the death of a close relative due to Covid-19.
How do we handle not being able to see, touch, meet with our family, or even think about a burial ? These pictures seek to transcribe the period when time - Ponda means ‘time’ in the Douala language (Cameroon) – seems suspended and waiting is the only option.
Several photographic narratives interact to illustrate the passage from life to death, representations of the intangible and images of an invisible presence.

︎ personal project
︎ still life
︎ paris 18ème