Fabrice Lambert

A torn label clings to the century-old surface of the travel chest, the last remnant of an address once carefully inked by hand. Its paper, now brittle and frayed, peels away like skin remembering warmth. The faint, sepia lines of script, “Monsieur…” and a ghost of a street name, whisper of departures long past. The ink has faded into the fibers, merging with the dust of the years, while the surrounding leather darkens into deep earth tones, cracked and rough like dried riverbeds. Side lighting sweeps across the scene, tracing each contour, revealing not just texture but the weight of time. The light grazes the edge of the paper, turning decay into relief, making the simplest crack feel monumental. What was once practical, a tag for direction, identity, destination, has become pure archaeology of human presence. The photograph lives between memory and matter. It speaks of journeys before digital borders, when names were written, not scanned; when distance had texture and the unknown smelled of salt and rust. Every tear, every crease holds the echo of touch, the careful press of fingers gluing this label in place, the abrasion of countless miles wearing it down. Now, only fragments remain: the ghost of a name, the breath of ink, the soft sigh of the past. The chest has become a reliquary of movement and silence, and the image, a meditation on endurance, how even paper, fragile as it is, can outlast memory itself. The photograph doesn’t simply show texture; it listens to what the material world murmurs when time itself becomes part of the surface.

Week #40 of 52Frames: Texture!

Texture as history, and not just as form, with this old address label on a century-old leather and wood travel chest.

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Intense 👍

This black-and-white photograph presents a stark, high-contrast portrait of the tools of recorded sound: a large diaphragm microphone suspended in a shock mount and a pair of closed-back monitoring headphones hanging alongside it. Shot in crisp silhouette, the image isolates the essentials of a studio environment, stripping away everything except shape, shadow, and form. On the left, the microphone rises like a vertical pillar of sound, its foam windscreen softly rounded at the top. The shock mount’s delicate metal arms form an intricate geometric web that contrasts with the smooth curves of the headphones. The headphones’ ear cups, padded and circular, tilt downward as though waiting to be worn; the label “Monitoring Headphone” appears in tiny text, grounding the viewer in the world of audio production. The entire right side of the frame is empty, an expanse of pure white negative space, visually echoing silence or blank sheet music, and at the same time offering space for album art text, a track list, or the artist’s name. This tension between the dense black shapes on the left and the open void on the right mirrors the experience of listening itself: the intimate world inside the headphones versus the infinite space of imagination. The theme “Soundtrack” resonates here not as a finished piece of music but as the machinery behind it, the quiet anticipation of the first note before the record button is pressed. The image invites the viewer to imagine the unseen artist, the unplayed melody, the as-yet unwritten score. It’s an homage to the tactile side of sound creation: microphone, headphones, wires, where music begins as vibrations and ideas, then fills the silence with story.

Week #39 of 52Frames: Soundtrack!

Microphone and headphones poised in silence. Tools of a soundtrack waiting to fill the blank space with music, story, and sound.

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In the photograph, a French travel guidebook, Le Guide du Routard - Madagascar, lies partly tucked into a dark denim pocket, its thick pages catching a cold blue-violet light. The bold word “routard” dominates the cover like a headline to adventure, paired with “Madagascar,” a name that conjures distant islands, winding roads, and red-earth horizons. The textured jeans, with their seams and folds, evoke rugged terrain and dusty tracks, as though the fabric itself were a map of yet-to-travel paths. The ultraviolet glow gives the scene an otherworldly feel, like neon light spilling from a roadside motel at dusk or the glow of a dashboard during a night journey. The cover photo of a person in a doorway, printed small beneath the title, brings a human presence and a hint of intimacy to the otherwise bold, graphic cover, an image of the everyday life one might encounter on the road. This combination of textures, typography, and lighting suggests the liminal space between preparation and departure: the quiet moment before the road trip begins, when maps are folded and guides are slipped into pockets. The photograph speaks to the theme “The Road” not only as a literal path across Madagascar but as a state of mind: freedom, curiosity, anticipation, and the soft hum of possibility. The angle of the shot, looking down at the guidebook as though seated in transit, echoes the feeling of holding your own belongings on a train, a bus, or at a remote roadside café, poised on the edge of movement. It’s a portrait of wanderlust distilled into a single object: a guidebook glowing like a talisman under electric light, promising encounters, detours, and memories to come.

A guidebook glowing like a talisman under electric light, promising encounters, detours, and memories to come on #TheRoad of a distant island...

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A black-and-white photograph where darkness dominates the frame, interrupted only by a single glowing light bulb at the top and a book beneath it, as if spotlighted on a stage. The scene is composed with dramatic contrast: a square wooden surface with a small metallic screw protrudes at the top edge, anchoring the bulb’s base, while the rest of the background plunges into velvety black. Below the bulb, slightly angled yet perfectly legible, lies the book The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fck* by Mark Manson. Its bold black typography on a muted gray cover stands out starkly against the surrounding void. The book’s subtitle, “A Counterintuitive Approach to Living a Good Life”, is also clearly visible, reinforcing the theme of guidance or illumination. The lamp’s soft glow casts a faint pool of light around the bulb and the upper edge of the book, leaving the lower portion to merge into shadow. The composition creates a striking metaphor: the physical light source above suggests clarity, knowledge, and focus, while the book below becomes a “light source” for the mind. This interplay of literal and symbolic light evokes a sense of introspection, inspiration, and a singular moment of discovery, like an idea emerging from darkness. The photograph’s minimalist style, high contrast, and restrained geometry heighten the emotional weight, making the viewer feel as though they are witnessing a private ritual of learning or an altar to self-awareness.

Week #38 of 52Frames: One Light Source!

When the news feels like darkness closing in, remember: one thoughtful light is stronger than a thousand flickers.

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A stark black-and-white photograph where a single pen becomes the protagonist of a digital workspace. The frame is dominated by a wide expanse of pale desk, lit by a concentrated pool of light, while everything else recedes into deep shadow. At the center of this spotlight lies a dark wooden fountain pen with a silver tip and its cap detached, both angled slightly apart, like a pause in motion or a moment of abandonment. Behind the pen, the outlines of a keyboard and a tablet fade into semi-darkness, their screens and keys only faintly visible. The dramatic lighting isolates the pen as though on stage, transforming it from an ordinary writing instrument into a relic from another era. This striking contrast between analog and digital speaks of a forgotten tactile world amid sleek, glowing technology. The image captures tension and nostalgia: the smooth, reflective textures of metal and wood glint softly, while the plastic keys and glossy screen retreat into anonymity. Negative space amplifies the sense of isolation, as though the pen has been left behind, "out of place", yet defiantly present. It is a meditation on time, change, and the enduring weight of the written word in a landscape of ephemeral pixels.

Week #37 of 52Frames: Out of Place!

A lone pen, out of place in a digital world, surrounded by fading screens, a relic of ink and (real) touch amid a world of glowing keys and pixels.

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It’s many shades of shyness 🤷‍♂️

« From head to-ma-toes » 😂😂😂

Maybe he’s just shy 😁

A stark black-and-white photograph taken from above, where shadow, texture, and human presence intertwine. At the center-left of the frame, the elongated silhouette of a person stretches across rough asphalt, cast sharply by a high sun. The figure is holding a camera or phone in their hand, the device raised, capturing the very scene we are now observing, a reflexive moment where subject and photographer collapse into one. Below, just outside the shadow’s reach, bare feet stand firmly on the ground, toes splayed naturally, grounding the image in both vulnerability and authenticity. To the right, the composition shifts: two stone tiles break through the dark patch of grass, squares of order interrupting the organic chaos of nature. The play of light and darkness defines the atmosphere: the shadow is deep and heavy, almost ink-black, while the textures of asphalt, grass, and stone emerge in crisp detail. Emotionally, the image speaks to self-awareness and presence, the artist revealed not by face but by absence, by shadow. It is a quiet meditation on perception, existence, and the intimate connection between photographer, subject, and the simple act of standing still to observe. The high-contrast tones enhance the surreal quality, turning the ordinary into a statement on perspective. This “shoot from above” is not only about the view downward but also about looking inward, confronting the delicate intersection between identity and the world beneath one’s feet.

Week #36 of 52Frames: Shoot From Above!

Bare feet on asphalt, shadow stretched with camera in hand; a self-portrait from above, where presence is defined by absence and light shapes identity.

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Thank you 🙏

This black-and-white photograph transforms the rigid geometry of electrical pylons into an abstract study of symmetry. At the forefront, a towering steel structure dominates the frame, its latticework of intersecting beams forming a complex grid of triangles, diamonds, and lines. The lines are not chaotic but deliberate, each angle mirrored by another, creating a visual rhythm that pulls the eye toward the center. Through this massive frame, another pylon appears in the distance, perfectly aligned within the opening of the first. The smaller structure echoes the larger one, its triangular arms and suspended cables repeating the same visual language but on a smaller scale. This layered alignment reinforces the theme of symmetry, not just in the design of the pylons themselves, but in their perspective arrangement, one nested inside the other. The suspended power lines curve downward like measured arcs, adding softness to the otherwise rigid construction, their balanced sweep enhancing the sense of harmony in the composition. The background sky is pale and overcast, stripped of detail, so that the bold black lines of the pylons stand out in stark contrast, carving shapes into the emptiness. The photograph takes something purely functional, an infrastructure of power transmission, and reveals its hidden elegance. What is normally overlooked as industrial becomes almost architectural art, where precision and necessity give rise to beauty. The symmetry here is not just mathematical but philosophical: a reminder that order can be found even in the utilitarian, and that human-made structures can resonate with a quiet, unintended grace.

Symmetry in steel, pylons framing each other like Matryoshka dolls.

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This black-and-white photograph presents a dramatic urban scene in Québec City, where the silhouette of tall modern buildings cuts sharply against a textured sky. The towers rise like dark, monolithic forms, stripped of detail by shadow, creating a canyon of architecture that narrows toward the horizon. Their geometric shapes, stark and unyielding, dominate the composition, reducing the human presence below to faint traces. Between the vertical walls of these buildings, the sky becomes the stage. Clouds gather in thick, rolling masses, luminous against the darker tones of the city. Their soft, sculpted forms stand in striking contrast to the rigid, angular outlines of the towers. It is as if the eternal and shifting drama of the sky were being framed, even constrained, by the permanence of concrete and steel. Along the street below, a line of cars can be glimpsed, headlights glinting faintly in the dim light. This thread of motion suggests the persistence of urban life, traffic flowing, people moving, the city’s pulse continuing, though dwarfed by the scale of the architecture and the looming sky above. The image distills the atmosphere of Québec City into something both powerful and contemplative: a place where history and modernity overlap, where human structures reach upward yet remain dwarfed by nature’s immensity. The mood is almost cinematic, a study in contrasts between light and darkness, stillness and movement, solidity and ephemerality. The photograph captures not only a cityscape but also an emotion: the feeling of standing in the midst of the urban world and looking upward, caught between earth and sky, permanence and change.

Quebec City’s towers rise in shadow, framing a restless sky where clouds and light outlast the city’s steel and stone.

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Same area, yes, same shot or a variation of, nope 😉 I took one shot, and I’m satisfied with it so next time it will be different

The photograph, in black and white, frames a bustling view of Rue Saint-Jean as seen from the historic fortifications of Québec City. The stonework of the wall itself, solid and timeless, creates a natural frame in the foreground, its curved archway cutting across the scene like a window of history through which the present unfolds. Beyond, the narrow street stretches forward, flanked on both sides by rows of old brick and stone buildings, their facades lined with shops, cafés, and restaurants. The eye is drawn down the cobblestone street to the throngs of people filling it, tourists and locals alike, their movements turning the corridor into a river of urban life. Small groups cluster in conversation, others stroll leisurely, while storefront awnings and signage add layers of texture and rhythm. The density of the crowd conveys vitality, the beating heart of a city alive with culture, commerce, and daily rituals. From the elevated vantage point, there is a sense of detachment and contemplation. The viewer looks down onto the street, observing without participating, as if the fortifications themselves embody the act of watching, once guardians against attack, now silent observers of the passage of time. The old city walls, built to protect, now offer perspective: a reminder of continuity, of how life flows endlessly below while history lingers above. The theme of Urban Gaze resonates here in the interplay between architecture and humanity. The stone arch becomes an eye, the city street its vision. What is captured is not just a street scene, but the layered identity of Québec City where fortifications once defined defense, and now define perspective; where the city is observed through a gaze shaped by history, heritage, and the timeless act of watching urban life unfold.

From the old fortifications, Rue Saint-Jean bustles below—an #UrbanGaze where history frames the flow of modern life.

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In this black-and-white photograph, two familiar symbols of Québec City meet in an unexpected dialogue. The image captures the reflection of the Château Frontenac, the city’s iconic castle-like hotel, upon the sleek, dark glass surface of a modern tour bus. The sharp turrets, medieval-inspired architecture, and heavy stone walls of the Château appear distorted yet unmistakable, bending slightly with the curvature of the glass. Their grandeur, usually towering against the skyline, here becomes a fleeting apparition, caught and reframed in the mirror-like surface of a vehicle designed for transience. The photograph contrasts permanence and passage: the Château, centuries old, rooted in history, prestige, and identity; the bus, temporary, utilitarian, in constant movement, carrying visitors who come and go. The reflection transforms the architecture into something ephemeral, as if heritage itself were only borrowed for a moment, seen in passing, refracted through the lens of tourism. The bricks and turrets, normally firm and immovable, ripple faintly, reminding us that even stone can seem fluid when seen through the mirror of modernity. At the edge of the reflection, surrounding buildings add layers, their darker silhouettes blending into the cloudy sky. Above, scaffolding or draped construction materials whisper of change and restoration, adding another contrast—heritage preserved and modernized. The composition thus becomes an allegory of Québec City itself: a place where old-world charm meets modern motion, where tourists arrive by the busload to capture fragments of a city defined by history, only to depart, leaving the Château unchanged, yet always refracted in memory. The theme of Reflections is expressed not only in the literal mirrored image, but in the deeper act of considering how a city is seen, through stone, glass, history, and the eyes of those who look only briefly.

Week #35 of 52Frames: Reflections!

Two symbols of Quebec City. The reflection of the Château Frontenac, the city's iconic hotel, on the dark glass surface of a tourist bus.

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This black-and-white photograph presents a striking view of the Jesuit Chapel in Old Québec, focusing on its elegant bell tower as the centerpiece. Rising above the historic stone façade, the tower is a masterpiece of proportion and detail. Its base is strong and square, with arched louvered openings framed in stone, allowing both light and sound to travel outward. Above, the tower narrows gracefully into a lantern structure with tall open arches, their symmetry lending a sense of balance and lightness. The metal roof, burnished in tone, catches the subtle shifts of daylight, and above it rises a delicate cross topped with a weather vane in the shape of a rooster, a symbol often associated with vigilance and awakening. The bell tower stands in sharp contrast to the heavy sky beyond. Dark, rolling clouds fill the background, their weight and movement highlighting the permanence and clarity of the tower’s form. The building beneath, with its repeating rows of tall, arched windows, roots the scene in solidity and tradition, while the tower itself reaches upward, bridging earth and sky, stone and spirit. The photograph captures not only the architectural beauty but also the atmosphere of reverence and resilience embodied in this landmark. What strikes the viewer most is the dialogue between light and shadow: the gleam on the metal, the darkened stone, and the brooding sky together give the tower a near-timeless aura. The image feels less like a record of architecture and more like a meditation on endurance, the chapel standing firm through centuries, the tower lifting the eye heavenward, a beacon of craftmanship and presence in the heart of Québec City.

The Jesuit Chapel’s bell tower rises in grace against stormy skies, its arches and spire a timeless beacon of craftmanship and beauty in Old Québec.

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Pretty cool this picture! Love it!

I love it, it can be a superhero in a disguise 😁

A black-and-white photograph of an orchid branch rendered in a striking low-key style. Against a field of deep black, the blossoms emerge in a diagonal sweep from the lower left toward the upper right, with only the first few flowers fully revealed by the light. These front orchids, sharply illuminated, display intricate veined patterns across their petals, textures that glow like fine etchings against the darkness. Their delicate forms feel sculptural, hovering with a quiet luminosity that contrasts with the encroaching shadows. As the branch recedes, the blossoms and buds dissolve gradually into the void, their presence reduced to faint outlines and soft glimmers until they vanish entirely into black. The composition balances presence and absence, clarity and mystery, as if the orchid is not just being seen but slowly withdrawing from sight. The low-key lighting transforms the plant from a botanical subject into a metaphor for passage and impermanence. The foreground blooms vibrant with life, the receding ones disappearing like memories fading into the subconscious. Negative space dominates, giving the flowers both isolation and dignity, and amplifying the sense of stillness. The image feels less like a document of a flower and more like a meditation on time, fragility, and beauty in retreat. It captures the essence of low-key photography: restrained light, dramatic shadow, and the poetry of what remains unseen as much as what is revealed.

Week #34 of 52Frames: Low Key!

An orchid blooms into light before fading into shadow, a diagonal whisper of beauty and disappearance in a low-key embrace.

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Through a narrow, rectangular window framed by thick, weathered concrete, the San Francisco skyline emerges in the distance. The vantage point is unmistakably from Alcatraz, the infamous prison island, its walls and shadows forming a stark contrast to the freedom embodied by the vibrant city beyond. The glass is slightly worn, and the angular recess of the frame deepens the sense of confinement, almost like a cell window. Yet beyond the heavy enclosure lies an expansive view: the shimmering bay reflecting the light of day, and across it, the towering silhouettes of San Francisco’s iconic skyscrapers. The Salesforce Tower rises tallest, sleek and modern, alongside the sharp triangular point of the Transamerica Pyramid and the dense cluster of high-rises that define the city’s downtown. The photograph layers meanings: the foreground of imprisonment and restriction against the backdrop of a thriving metropolis, bustling with life and possibility. The skyline, crisp and sunlit, symbolizes progress, ambition, and openness, while the vantage point underscores the opposite: containment, control, and isolation. It is a meditation on contrasts: past and present, captivity and freedom, decay and modernity. The composition turns the skyline into something more than architecture, it becomes aspiration glimpsed from constraint, a reminder of both physical and psychological distance.

San Francisco’s #skyline glimmers beyond Alcatraz’s narrow window. Freedom framed by walls of confinement, ambition seen through a cage of stone.

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Is it Jeff Goldblum 😁?

A black-and-white close-up captures a hidden recess where time has settled thickly. Scattered across a dusty surface lie several long, iron nails, their shafts dulled and roughened by rust, their heads wide and heavy, once meant to fasten and hold. One nail pierces upward through a round washer, a lone sentinel among its fallen companions. Around them, cobwebs cling to rough textures, and the fabric of neglect veils the edges, softening the harshness with silence. The dust thickens into a kind of memory, suggesting that these nails, once destined for construction and purpose, have been left behind to corrode into relics of inaction. Their straight lines now cross at odd angles, resembling a careless geometry of abandonment, where order has dissolved into disarray. There is a quiet philosophy embedded in the scene: the nails, once instruments of permanence, now embody impermanence. What was forged to bind and secure has itself come undone, slipping back into the slow embrace of decay. In their stillness, they seem almost like monuments to forgotten labor, to unfinished tasks, to the inevitability that even what is made to last will one day be abandoned. The photograph does not shout of ruin, it whispers of time’s indifference, of how neglect turns strength into fragility, and utility into silence. It is a portrait of the abandoned not in vast ruins, but in the small, overlooked corners where memory clings to rust, dust, and the quiet dignity of things left behind.

Week #33 of 52Frames: Abandoned!

Long rusted nails scattered in dust and cobwebs, forgotten tools that echo both past labor and the quiet stillness of abandonment.

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Love this too! What’s the building and where’s it (if I may)?

A close-up, high-resolution photograph captures a section of a bronze medal of honor, its surface gleaming warmly under soft, directional light. The engraving reveals a name partially visible at the top, "Fabrice L...", suggesting the recipient’s identity. Beneath the name, the number “2013” is etched in sharp, elegant lettering, its blackened recesses contrasting with the polished metallic background. Dominating the lower portion of the frame is the Latin motto “NOX GENERAT LUMEN,” meaning “Night gives birth to light,” each letter in bold, deep relief, casting delicate shadows that emphasize their form. The edges of the medal feature intricate oak leaf engravings, symbolizing strength, honor, and endurance, their textured surfaces catching the light with subtle highlights. The focus is razor-sharp on the text and nearby details, while the edges gently blur into a soft bokeh, creating a sense of intimacy and reverence. The background is a dark, woven fabric, likely the presentation case or a ceremonial cloth, providing a rich contrast that makes the medal’s golden-brown tones glow. The image evokes a feeling of solemn recognition and lasting achievement, capturing both the artistry of the medal’s craftsmanship and the weight of the honor it represents. The composition, with its diagonal angle and shallow depth of field, draws the viewer’s eye naturally from the name down through the year to the powerful Latin inscription, inviting contemplation of its meaning and the story behind the award.

Week #32 of 52Frames: Macro!

A macro shot of a service medal, inviting contemplation of its meaning and the story behind it. 2013 is not a year but the registration number for the award.

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A real piece of art and history. Beautiful!

A seemingly nocturnal photograph of an outdoor basketball hoop. Its broken, frayed net hanging like forgotten threads, creates a haunting, melancholic atmosphere. Shot in daylight during late afternoon, the image subverts expectation through careful post-processing: the color temperature has been deliberately cooled to 3175° Kelvin, with a -5 tint adjustment, to cast the scene in deep, dusky blues. This manipulation simulates the quiet of nighttime, evoking a dreamlike stillness and emotional distance that might not exist under the harsh clarity of day. The hoop, silhouetted against a brooding, cloud-speckled sky, emerges as a solitary figure, abandoned, yet stoic. Tree lines in the background dissolve into shadow, reinforcing the illusion of fading light. More than a study in color theory, this photo is a reflection on time, memory, and decay. The damaged net, once the center of play and motion, now droops like a forgotten relic, intensifying the mood of neglect and silence. The overall tone feels less about basketball and more about what remains after the game ends. By shifting the color language of reality, the image invites us into a parallel moodscape where artificial night carries a deeper emotional resonance than the visible truth of day.

Week #31 of 52Frames: Color Temperature!

Turning a late afternoon shot in a night shot, only by tweaking the color temperature to 3175° Kelvin.

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Nope, but sure I will do!

My pleasure to share some real good reading 😉
I’m impressed by how genius Moore was to write this piece of art in the 80’s

I must admit it was a shock when I read “make Britain great again” in the book one, and the part I shared was too resonating with what we’re dealing these days…