Marie Hudelot & Her Portraits of Marseille


I am not good at “vacation”. It’s not that I’m a workaholic but when people say vacation it feels foreign to me -an endeavor of forced frivolity. So much so that when I finally agreed to spend 10 days recently in the south of France my first question after booking the flight was: But what are we going to DO there? imagining endlessly tromping through Disneyified villages, dodging selfie sticks. And while there was a bit of that as well, we did end up spending some time in Marseille where I was fortunate enough to come across this exhibition by photographer Marie Hudelot.

The description read

“Marie Hudelot paints portraits of young people and neighborhood residents. She works with them to think about their identity and how to manifest it in photography.
They put themselves in front of their lens as comedians dethroning clothes and objects of their first function to tell their own story”

Okay, the description was actually in French and the above is the Google Translate version into English. I decided to keep it because it’s as delightfully awkward as the images. I’m sharing these here because I love this project: the collaboration between Marie Hudelot and her subjects allows for a vulnerability through artifice and imagery that needs no further translation.