Laurent Bouhnik

(Film Director & Producer)

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We don't look at Gregory's photos: they whisper stories to us, with a certain tenderness, and sometimes a smile.

There are often dark skies in his pictures.

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Like so many rumblings wanting to warn us, to shake us out of our torpor, out of our habits of no longer knowing how to look.

Behind the beauty of these images, it is our humanity that screams, that clings to our eyes.

Each photograph questions, reflects who we are.

The deserted places he photographs reveal more about our condition as human beings than any explanation that tries to underline our imperfections.

It is enough to let ourselves be caught up in his photographs to see how our life closes in on our disappointed dreams.

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Gregory is not a photographer, he is a poet who takes us into a world that we end up ignoring.

Yes, Gregory is not a photographer, he is a guide who leads us straight to the heart of our contradictions.

No wonder he ends up taking an interest in animals. Strong portraits of our animality, not to say our bestiality.

Yes, Gregory's photographs are not meant to caress in the direction of the hair, but to open us to what we are:

simple beings who dream of an elsewhere, wanting to escape from the prison that we have built ourselves.

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Magnificent glance, rare and intense, that we will not be able to divert any more.

Moments of truth that I recommend you to discover without moderation.

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