I’ve never been good at putting together a portfolio “the way it's supposed to be”.

Not that I don't know how it’s done: I know the theory and teach that to my students, with the recommendation to do as I say and not as I do.

And indeed I have my good old traditional portfolio: 25 prints strung between a black card and a transparency with a selection that changes depending on the person I need to show them to, implying that I am precisely the way they want me to be, I am the person they are looking for: I never wanted anything else than doing what they want me to do.



But then.

But then I still have the feeling of telling a broken story, of having somehow betrayed what I really am, contradictory and confusing as it may be.

The first time I showed my portfolio to someone I was told that I was “too commercial to be an art photographer and too artsy to be a commercial photographer” and that I should have to choose one or the other.

But I want the cake, I want to eat it too, and I want the recipe to make myself some more if I ever want to. Therefore, next to what I do because I have to, I create small slots of time and space to be what I want to be.