Signed; Damien Daufresne - Undertow - 2022





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Damien Daufresne signed; Undertow is a first, limited edition of 1,100 copies in English and French, a 160-page paperback measuring 22 × 30 cm, published by Blow Up Press in 2022 in as-new condition.
Description from the seller
“Probably one of the best books seen in the last twenty-five years, an object in which photography and painting are closely linked, perfectly created by an artist capable of saying “I” with a universal voice. A unique way of constructing a floating world, at the limits of representation, to let emotions mingle, between intimate history and dreams, body and nature, tenderness and uncertainty.” - Christian Caujolle
“First edition printed in 1,100 copies.”
We are our own universes. Each of us. Life is a journey through an immeasurable collection of such universes. How this journey will unfold, where it will lead us, is not only up to us. Hence our being lost, waiting for a helping hand or a fortunate coincidence. Hence our projections into the future, but also memories of the past. Everything comes back. Panta rhei. But somewhere along this path, each of us finds this one and only place that is home. Home not in the sense of four concrete walls, but of such constellations of different universes that together form this space that can be called that. And this is the most beautiful part of it. In his latest book, Damien Daufresne reveals the secret of such a universe – Undertow.
As Marie Belorgey writes in her essay: “The images open and fold back on themselves in turn. They renew their sound, their weight, unfold their depth, or not, depending on the moment. The grain of the skins answers to the photographic material, expanding and tightening alternately like starlings in flight, unraveling the metamorphoses of a same luminous momentum, a flesh shared by beings and places, manifested following different degrees of density, permeability, transparency. And here and there the film, scratched, salted with salt, studded with fingerprints, meets the texture of a world we can feel is loved in all its forms, embraced according to the paradoxes with which it vibrates.
It is about beginnings, perhaps about ends, articulated in an open ellipse that marks the moving heart, the growth of things from crest to crater. Fusion, separation, thresholds. A path traced between times, reigns, the elements. Relentlessly redrawn. The living wave throughout, precarious pier between waters unmeasurable and the sky, dust animating into a landscape, from whale to butterfly. All the way to winged concrete.” ; text by Marie Belorgey.
1st edition of 1100 copies.
We are our own universes. Each of us. Life is a journey through an immeasurable collection of such universes. How this journey will unfold, where it will lead us, is not only up to us. Hence our being lost, waiting for a helping hand or a fortunate coincidence. Hence our projections into the future, but also memories of the past. Everything comes back. Panta rhei. But somewhere on this path, each of us finds this one and only place that is home. Home not in the sense of four physical walls, but such constellations of different universes that together form this space that can be called that. And this is the most beautiful part of it. In his newest book, Damien Daufresne unveils the secret of one such universe – Undertow.
As Marie Belorgey writes in her essay: “The pictures open and fold back on themselves by turns. They renew their sound, their weight, unfold their depth, or don’t, depending on the moment. The skins’ grain answers the photographic material, alternately expanding and tightening like starlings in flight, unravelling the metamorphoses of a same, luminous momentum, a flesh shared by beings and places, manifested following different degrees of density, permeability, transparency. And here and there the film, scratched, smeared with salt, studded with fingerprints, meets with the texture of a world we can feel is loved in all its forms, embraced according to the paradoxes it vibrates with.
It’s about beginnings, perhaps about ends, articulated in an open ellipse that marks the heart in motion, the growth of things from crest to crater. Fusion, separation, thresholds. A path traced between times, reigns, and elements. Relentlessly redrawn. The living wave throughout, a precarious pier between unmeasurable waters and the sky, dust animating into a landscape, from whale to butterfly. All the way to winged concrete.” ; text by Marie Belorgey.
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Seller's Story
“Probably one of the best books seen in the last twenty-five years, an object in which photography and painting are closely linked, perfectly created by an artist capable of saying “I” with a universal voice. A unique way of constructing a floating world, at the limits of representation, to let emotions mingle, between intimate history and dreams, body and nature, tenderness and uncertainty.” - Christian Caujolle
“First edition printed in 1,100 copies.”
We are our own universes. Each of us. Life is a journey through an immeasurable collection of such universes. How this journey will unfold, where it will lead us, is not only up to us. Hence our being lost, waiting for a helping hand or a fortunate coincidence. Hence our projections into the future, but also memories of the past. Everything comes back. Panta rhei. But somewhere along this path, each of us finds this one and only place that is home. Home not in the sense of four concrete walls, but of such constellations of different universes that together form this space that can be called that. And this is the most beautiful part of it. In his latest book, Damien Daufresne reveals the secret of such a universe – Undertow.
As Marie Belorgey writes in her essay: “The images open and fold back on themselves in turn. They renew their sound, their weight, unfold their depth, or not, depending on the moment. The grain of the skins answers to the photographic material, expanding and tightening alternately like starlings in flight, unraveling the metamorphoses of a same luminous momentum, a flesh shared by beings and places, manifested following different degrees of density, permeability, transparency. And here and there the film, scratched, salted with salt, studded with fingerprints, meets the texture of a world we can feel is loved in all its forms, embraced according to the paradoxes with which it vibrates.
It is about beginnings, perhaps about ends, articulated in an open ellipse that marks the moving heart, the growth of things from crest to crater. Fusion, separation, thresholds. A path traced between times, reigns, the elements. Relentlessly redrawn. The living wave throughout, precarious pier between waters unmeasurable and the sky, dust animating into a landscape, from whale to butterfly. All the way to winged concrete.” ; text by Marie Belorgey.
1st edition of 1100 copies.
We are our own universes. Each of us. Life is a journey through an immeasurable collection of such universes. How this journey will unfold, where it will lead us, is not only up to us. Hence our being lost, waiting for a helping hand or a fortunate coincidence. Hence our projections into the future, but also memories of the past. Everything comes back. Panta rhei. But somewhere on this path, each of us finds this one and only place that is home. Home not in the sense of four physical walls, but such constellations of different universes that together form this space that can be called that. And this is the most beautiful part of it. In his newest book, Damien Daufresne unveils the secret of one such universe – Undertow.
As Marie Belorgey writes in her essay: “The pictures open and fold back on themselves by turns. They renew their sound, their weight, unfold their depth, or don’t, depending on the moment. The skins’ grain answers the photographic material, alternately expanding and tightening like starlings in flight, unravelling the metamorphoses of a same, luminous momentum, a flesh shared by beings and places, manifested following different degrees of density, permeability, transparency. And here and there the film, scratched, smeared with salt, studded with fingerprints, meets with the texture of a world we can feel is loved in all its forms, embraced according to the paradoxes it vibrates with.
It’s about beginnings, perhaps about ends, articulated in an open ellipse that marks the heart in motion, the growth of things from crest to crater. Fusion, separation, thresholds. A path traced between times, reigns, and elements. Relentlessly redrawn. The living wave throughout, a precarious pier between unmeasurable waters and the sky, dust animating into a landscape, from whale to butterfly. All the way to winged concrete.” ; text by Marie Belorgey.
Registered and insured shipping via UPS or Bpost
Outside Europe : UPS ONLY
Customs and import charges are the responsibility of the buyer outside the EU
Carefully packaged and with tracking
Delivery carefully with tracking

