I discovered the photography of Domitille Ortès at Fotofever this year, and it immediately spoke to me. Domitille takes pictures of her daughter, a creative relationship that has developed over years – and an experience which has led the daughter to develop her own photography.
In the space of the family, art has thus become a way to treasure memories and arrest time – family pictures all aim to do that – but it has proven much more : a way to explore, without words, the delicate age of transition between childhood and womanhood, a way to think about a woman’s body and her image in today’s world. A gift from mother to daughter, the empowerment of art.
There is a long tradition of women photographers making art out of their traditional roles in the family : keepers of memory, transmitters of women’s roles, discreet companions in the awakening of free desiring bodies. The recent exhibition “Who is afraid of women photographers?” at l’Orangerie showed women daringly exploring the territory of feminine experience as soon as the medium was invented.
Shyness, self-discovery, humor, sulking, the portrait of the daughter is fragmented, metaphor for a changing bodies and a self under construction.
Subtly, each installation grows with the daughter, the shattered mirrors of the younger self replaced by ripe fruit and a more humorous affirmation of a girl, who continues to hide, but more teasingly now.