It was a great honor to be asked to speak at the second European congress of the Federation of European Professional Photographers (FEP). Accepting an offer like this might seem to be a no brainer but I had to think long and hard before accepting. I won’t go into detail (maybe I’ll do that later) but let me sketch out the climate briefly.
I attended the first congress in Valencia, Spain and had a bit of mixed feelings about it. The fact that my bag was stolen there, might have something to do with it but mainly it was because the rather formal setting of a congress might not be my natural habitat. I’ve also experienced some behind-the-scenes politics, which is something I just don’t want to spend any energy on. On the other hand, I became friends, got inspired and learned a lot by meeting people that I would have never met in my natural habitat. This and a number of other conversations over the last two years, led me to believe that the younger generation can learn a lot from the more experience generation and vice versa. I’m pretty new in the business and embraced digital and the web, which makes me part of the new generation. But at age 35 I can also relate to the older generation.
Some people really stuck their necks out when asking me to speak at the congress, people who share my belief that our industry needs strong organizations that bring experience and innovation together. I know it took courage to get me on the speakers list, so I decided to accept out of respect to those people, the industry I love and most importantly to my peers.

The setting of this congress was Lyon, France. We got some beautiful spring weather thrown in for free which created a bit of a holiday feeling. The French national organization, did a great job to make everything run smooth.
The congress started off with lots of awards and competitions and labels and … I know some people swear by the value of those, but I’m not that convinced. I saw some great work, but also stuff that wouldn’t win anything in my world. But then again photography is subjective and I’m happy for all those who won something.
I arrived in Lyon at 5am after three days of workshops and a night of driving. So it’s pretty clear that I was exhausted and sitting in a comfortable seat in a dark congress hall isn’t exactly the best way to stay awake. But the general quality of the presentations and speakers was very good and I didn’t have much trouble to get through the first day. A couple of speakers made a really big impression on me. So much that they deserve their own blog post, so stay tuned.

I was the last speaker on the second day. I was a bit nervous, mainly because I decided to do my presentation in French. My French isn’t that bad but it’s rusty and I’m certainly not used to speak in French about photography in front of 400-500 of my peers. It went rather well, partly because Bertrand Edel, a French reporter, did a great job helping me out on stage. He got me talking about my passions and forget the setting. Thanks Bertrand!

My presentations was mainly a positive message about how to embrace new technology and opportunities without forgetting the rich traditions of our craft. I also talked about social media, self publishing, sharing, cooperation, style, learning … and my short career in the porn industry (don’t ask).
If you want to know if it was any good, you’ll have to ask the people in the audience but I received lots of great comments from people who said they really appreciated the fresh view.


Big thanks to my buddy Ioannis for making the pictures of me on stage and the fun we had together in Lyon.
Some say the French are rude and to be honest, judging by the behavior of some waiters, shop employees, … there’s a certain amount of truth in it. But that doesn’t go for the French photographers. For the very first minute there was a very warm and friendly atmosphere at the congress. The unofficial part of such an event is at least equally important as the official program. You get to meet so many different interesting people if you open yourself up to it.
The second evening, the atmosphere was taken into overdrive at the gala dinner at Paul Bocuse’s restaurant. You’d expect a rather stiff, formal but tasty dinner at a restaurant with three Michelin stars. I was right about the food, it was delicious but I was wrong about the atmosphere. Within five minutes people were dancing on the tables.



YMCA in a restaurant ???

Stage diving on a gala dinner ????????????

After a night in which you’ve been dancing with a white wig on your head while your shirt is ripped of your torso, the boundaries between nationalities, shooting styles and generations are forever gone. And it was a miracle that pretty much everyone turned up at the congress on time for the final day. Again a day filled with inspiration and even more personal encounters.
The day and my pleasant stay in France ended with a walk into Lyon and a nice dinner with a group of friends. On the way back to my hotel, I let the photographer in me loose and started some new “fine-art photography projects”.
This is “white signs on dark backgrounds”


And here’s “Scandinavian ice queens in photo booths” and “Irish FEP presidents coming out of the closet” (sorry Neil)


I’ll do an inspiration post about the congress later and in the mean time, I’d like to thank everyone who made this a fantastic experience.