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Vincent Tremeau is a freelance photographer working on raising awareness on human issues.

29/10/2026

Fatime Hagar cares for her daughter, Mariama Mahamat, on their bed at Mao hospital, in the unit treating children with severe acute malnutrition and complications.

In the midst of illness, there is this tenderness: a mother tending to her child, offering the comfort of her presence when she cannot make everything better.

Today is the International Day of Care and Support. A day like this should be every day. Because the need for care does not end, and those who give so much of themselves need someone looking after them, too.

14/10/2026

“Life’s tough, but it is what it is.”

Ana, 30, welcomes us into her one-room home in Soyapango, El Salvador, then returns to the cauldron to stir her tamale dough. As we settle in to talk, she keeps working.

For this mother of two, life and the business of making tamales are closely intertwined. She prepares a batch once a week, sometimes more for special orders. An investment of around $30 usually brings another $30 in profit, sometimes less.

Her mother lives nearby and looks after the children when Ana goes out to sell. Her two teenage nephews help take them to school. Cash transfers from World Vision also help her provide for them, and she regularly attends community gatherings to listen and stay informed.

But when we ask what worries her, her voice grows louder. Behind her home runs a river.

“The river behind us… That river scares me, it’s dangerous. When it rises? The first house is going to go at any moment, and when that first house goes, we all go.”

12/10/2026

“I promised myself that I would do everything I could to become a doctor, to help others and save lives.”

Sokhna Biagui has dreamed of becoming a doctor since childhood. But when her mother became seriously ill and died despite several operations, that dream became a promise.

From Dalafine, a village near Saraya in Senegal, Sokhna now attends Saraya secondary school, where her favourite subjects are physics and life and earth sciences. Her teachers support her with free extra science lessons, helping her progress and strengthen her interest in the subjects that could bring her closer to medicine.

Financial difficulties sometimes mean she does not have the school supplies she needs. She borrows materials or a calculator from classmates to complete her assignments. Mathematics is a challenge, too, but she keeps working.

“Despite these difficulties, I continue to work hard and believe in my dream of becoming a doctor.”

📍 Saraya, Senegal | 2026
© Vincent Tremeau / Studio Humanity

31/08/2026

Cher Jean-François,

Grâce à toi, le photojournalisme a rayonné dans le monde entier.

Il y a plus de 30 ans, j’allais déjà voir avec mon école les photos exposées dans ma ville, Perpignan, au festival Visa pour l'Image . Mon grand-père, lui, reproduisait en peinture un portrait iconique de Steve McCurry qui y était exposé. Cela m’a marqué, cela m’a façonné. Cela m’a donné envie de devenir photographe.

En 2012, après avoir fini mes études de droit, je rêvais de devenir photographe documentaire. Je t’avais contacté, et tu m’avais accueilli dans ton bureau à Paris. Bon, soyons honnêtes : ce jour-là, sans même regarder mes images, tu m’as dit que puisque j’étais diplômé en droit, mieux valait garder la photo en plan B ! :)

Mais tu m’as en fait boosté. Tu m’as donné l’envie de prouver le contraire. Et cette passion, née grâce à ton festival, a été plus forte. Je suis revenu, encore et encore, ne serait-ce que pour écouter ta voix iconique et si marquante annoncer les projets pendant les soirées de projection.

Grâce à ton travail, tu auras profondément marqué ma vie. Et celle de tant d’autres.
Grâce à ton travail, tu auras ouvert les yeux du grand public sur des réalités contemporaines que beaucoup ne veulent pas voir.

Merci à toi JF, repose en paix.

Crédit photo : Stephan Vanfleteren

12/08/2026

For a moment, the sun surrendered to shadow, and the sky remembered how to dream.

15/07/2026

As a photographer, I usually look at the camera equipment when I pass a photo studio

But honestly, I couldn’t stop looking at the typography and the design here.

There is no big agency, brand guidelines or anything like that. Just paint, imagination and a very clear promise: DOUBLE IMAGE.

Every letter drawn by hand, every colour chosen by instinct.

There is something deeply beautiful about design like this: raw, imperfect, practical and completely alive. It reminds us that creativity doesn’t begin with sophisticated tools, but it begins with the human desire to make something visible, memorable and one’s own.

And frankly, Élisee Photo Studio had stronger branding than many companies I’ve worked with!

10/07/2026

Where is this photo taken? Can you guess? ☺️

09/07/2026

Every street has its World Cup.

Long before the floodlights, packed stadiums and millions of television viewers...

There is a street like this one.

A worn-out football. Bare feet. Makeshift goals.

And children who play as if they’re in the final! :)

I photographed these boys one morning in the Croix-des-Prez neighborhood of Port-au-Prince, Haiti.

The pitch was uneven.
The “stadium” was a narrow street.
The crowd was made up of neighbours beginning their day.

None of that mattered.

Because football belongs to anyone who has ever chased a ball with friends until sunset.

Watching the excitement around this year’s tournaments reminds me that, wherever we are born, the game speaks the same language.

The jerseys change.

The streets change.

The plays don’t.

08/07/2026

We often think of life as a straight line.

It isn’t.

It’s a collage.

Fragments of places we’ve been.
People we’ve met.
Conversations we’ve forgotten.
Dreams we’ve abandoned.
Dreams we’ve found again.

Nothing exists in isolation.

Every experience leaves a layer.
Every encounter changes the picture.
Every goodbye tears something away, making space for something new.

I created this collage after visiting the 2022 Venice Biennale, inspired by the monumental work of Simon Leigh and the countless layers of street posters scattered across the city.

What fascinated me wasn’t only the artwork inside the exhibition.

It was how Venice itself had become a canvas.

Walls carried years of messages… some hidden, some erased, some impossible to read anymore. Just like memory.

Perhaps that’s what photography has always been for me.

Not a way of freezing time.

But of collecting fragments.

Because in the end, none of us is a single image.

We are all collages.

Made of places.
Made of people.
Made of stories.

One life.
Millions of fragments.

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