
ANTON BOU
Self-taught photographer, I see my camera as a trusted travel companion. Together, we journey through the world, capturing the deeply sensitive while remaining attuned to the echoes of the uncanny. The enigma of identity lies at the heart of our work — a practice that has been featured in festivals, collective exhibitions, and publications, both online and in galleries. We are particularly drawn to the creation of nomadic images: photographs that can stand alone, belong to a constellation, or migrate into different visual intimacies.
Alongside my visual practice, I’ve spent nearly 12 years as a clinical psychologist, with articles published in psychoanalytically oriented journals, often drawing inspiration from the world of art.
A bit more about me: Since I began my journey in photography two and a half years ago, two phrases have taken shape in my mind: “My camera is a mouth that devours everything” and “I move freely through the world like a lucky child in a mother’s arms.” I listen to these phrases and follow their breath, not knowing where they might take me. I hope they lead me ever closer to a place of pure sensation, beneath the rational thought of the ego.













