Michelle Bres

No elegí ser artista. Ser artista es lo que soy cuando dejo de resistirme. Creo sin fórmula, sin técnica repetible, sin ruta trazada. Cada pieza nace de un impulso que no puedo explicar ni domesticar — solo seguir. Voy tomando decisiones que me hacen latir el corazón y cuando termino, a veces no sé cómo llegué ahí. Eso no me inquieta. Me confirma que lo que estoy haciendo es verdadero. Hay una voz que siempre está. Me dice que no es suficiente, que no va a gustar, que no lo lograré. Esa voz...

When the world breaks , we reach for something sweet. Not metaphorically. Literally. A lollipop, a balloon, a piece of candy held in the hand of someone who doesn't quite know what else to do with it. The Candy Series began as a visual observation and became, slowly, a thesis about how human beings manage the unmanageable. The idea We always try to solve our anxiety, sadness, or boredom with something sweet. It's one of the earliest learned behaviors — the reward, the comfort, the treat that...

November 17, 2015. Four days after the attacks in Paris. I was there. The Palace of Versailles — one of the most visited monuments in the world, a place that normally swallows thousands of tourists daily into its geometry of grandeur — was nearly empty. The usual crowds had dissolved into the collective fear that had settled over Paris and, in some way, over all of us. What was left was something almost impossible to photograph under normal circumstances: silence. What the palace kept There...