The online cultural magazine,
Mowwgli, interviewed Vincent in regard to his "Un Voyage en
Russie" exhibition this month at the Gallery Folia. He explained
his history with Russia began in his adolescence studying Constantin
Stanislavski and Chekhov. He first visited in 1995 when filming "Ligne
de vie", directed by Pavel Lounguine. He said, "I stayed
three months in Moscow. I met the people in the Chechen mafia on
this shoot. In this post Perestroika period, Moscow was divided
among a dozen mafias. It was a completely crazy and dangerous
period. Since then I return regularly. Many of my films have been
released in Russia and I have accompanied them."
When asked how he approached
his subjects in his portraits, he explained, "In general, I do not
talk much when I photograph. As part of the photos taken for the
book, Olivier Rolin was the one who began the discussion. This gave
me time to find my frame, the place where the light was most
interesting. I sometimes used a flash. I listened and joined the
discussion, drawing attention to the photographic moment we were
about to share. I'd say a few words in Russian and make a gesture
asking them not to express anything. They wondered what that meant.
The idea of not expressing anything often causes a fall of masks.
The subject finds himself stripped and defenseless. It allows us to
see a little further into him. The picture is already taken. But it
is not a systematic device. I also like to become invisible and to
be forgotten."
He continues, "The Shaman,
Solbon Bo, did not want to be photographed. We stayed a good part of
the Buryat New Year's Day. He indulged in ritual songs to the rhythm
of his tambourine. The host of the house, a bronze sculptor, finally
convinced him to be photographed. It was a first time, he said. I
was only allowed a limited number of shots. The shaman turns to me
after putting on his fur pelts, mask of strips, ribbons, bells, bear
claws, and rattling pieces of metal skeleton. I take the picture
just before he enters a trance. The shaman, growling, spitting,
scolding, roaring, sits on a small stool. His ancestor has just
taken possession of him."

Also included in this
interview was this "If I were" questionnaire, which Vincent replied
to.
If I were a work of art: "The Wrestlers" by sculptor Ousmane Sow
If I were a museum: The MoMA in New York
If I were an artist: Pele
If I were a book: The man who loved dogs (Pandura)
If I were a movie: The Wizard of Oz by Victor Fleming
If I were a piece of music: Mozart's Enchanted Flute
If I were a photo hanging on a wall: The photo of Mohamed Ali that I
have in my office
If I were a quote: "Where there is a will, there is a way"
If I were a feeling: Passion
If I were an object: A film camera, medium format
If I were an expo: Irving Penn at the Grand Palais in Paris
If I were a place of inspiration: Space
If I were a brew: Le château la Tour
If I were a Hero / Heroine: A Heroine
If I were a garment: A hat
And to my surprise, this
magazine also included this darling photo of a young Perez putting
on a puppet show.
