BY AURIANE ALIX
The infinite nature of White is inspiring. White as a colour. White as a space. An empty space waiting to be fulfilled. Or left as is. White draws the viewer’s eyes towards what’s important. Or towards the small details asking to express themselves.
Some people are afraid of White. Anxious. How to fill this blank, infinite space? Where to begin from? For some people, White is an impediment to creativity, but for others, it is the detonator of an idea’s explosion. White makes everything possible. It is a field without foundations, from where we can construct everything.
White is permanent. Constant. You can cover it up, but not make it disappear. It will always be there, just under. Whatever we do, White is there, under creativity, under the ideas written down on paper, or somewhere else. White is a base. Malleable, it is suitable for every inspiration. It is the cradle of human creativity.
White is relaxing, restful and peaceful, like a slow watercourse, without any waves. It soothes our conscience, and heals the darkness. It chases shadows away, illuminates faces. An icon of purity, it conveys a feeling of achievement, of well-done work.
Minimalism. White leads to refinement. Simple, without anything useless. However, simple doesn’t rhyme with bland. Once again, minimalism draws the viewer’s eyes towards what is important. Superfluous does not have a place, forced to give up its seat for the scope of purity, the scope of nothing, the scope of White.
Snow white is resplendent. The snowflakes fall from thick clouds, almost in slow motion, slowly, gently, carefully, as if they were afraid of breaking their many frozen crystals. The snow is soothing, soft, elegant. The flakes touch the ground in hushed, muffled sounds, piling up on tree branches, letterbox corners or sloping roofs.
In Norway, where I was standing, all I could see was White. Bright White. I was surrounded by light. Outside the car, it was so cold that I could barely feel my hands while taking those images. As I walked in this blind immensity, I could hear my feet sink into the snow with this satisfying sound, and feeling my body sink a few millimetres with each step. While the car was slowly making its way around the icy patches, on the frozen road, some details caught my attention before disappearing again behind the invisible landscape.
This landscape made me feel simultaneously trapped and free. I couldn’t even distinguish the skyline from the snow. The distances were blurred. Touches of colour appeared from time to time. A cabin almost covered in snow. A road sign rendered invisible by the amount of snow stuck on it. Some people were snowkiting, their coloured veil beautifully contrasting the bright white snow.
But the main feeling was freeness. Whether it was freeness conveyed by the almost infinite playground and landscape I had in front of me, or by the magical effect of White.
At 20 years old, Auriane is a French photography student based in Paris. Attracted to a minimalist aesthetic, she loves pastel colours, clear lights, and the power of very straight and parallel lines. If travel photography is her very first passion, Auriane also practices portraiture, in which she also applies this minimalist style. Many people describe her style as contemplative and clear, which seems to be a good summary.
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