Antoine d’Agata (1961, Marseille) spares you nothing. His dark images register drugs-and-sex-soaked scenes. They are simultaneously sensual and cruel; in black and white but always with a mystical trace of red. Agony brewing. It makes you wonder constantly what you’re looking at. Not so much what is literally happening, but how the figures move and how bodies relate to each other. “I wanted to show a sum of physical sensations, based on sexual desire, in which emotions play a very small part,” he says himself. Insane photography.