Some of them are asleep, others read, chat or daydream. This is a moment where you can really look into the eyes of strangers, speculate about their life, imagine the before and after this moment. The imagination can let you interpret all these things, but of course, your conclusion remains subjective. Are they parents, lovers or just friends or co-worker? This is an infinite spectacle of life, where you guess who is who, who does what, what is the relationship between those people you see. The first thing I do when I sit on the train is to look around all the people that surround me and “collect” in my mind all the faces I see. It shows the plurality and the diversity of the city in one and unique place. Students, workers, tourists or homeless, the train packs this little world into boxes. This is one of the rare places in a city where people can sit closely for an instant, and take the time to watch around them – if it’s not on their smartphones. They meet for one stop or the whole subway line depending on their journey. The subway is a second world – hidden, dark and dirty – where people spend a non-negligible time of their day regarding their location in Paris or suburbs. Two different cities that are both open and hide: it’s in this world that I focused my camera for 6 months. Like every large metropolis, there is an outside and underground life.
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