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I’m Gad Berry photographer, traveler of the road less common.

Fruit of the desire of my parents, I came to the world to thwart the experts.
The grandest specialists and nephrologists at that time had a strongly discouraged my mother to risk her life.

My place of birth... (Paris - 09/06/1985) is neither a country nor a continent, but rather a minor art ... cinema ... this is in my life really physically.

I grew up in a family of artists.
Very lively, curious and self-taught, I will travel the world in search of images that lay on media to express my sensitivity and my emotions. The world of rhinestones and sequins is the atmosphere in which I bathed as a child. It never made me insensitive to the experiences of poor, excluded from this world, hungry for speed and performance.

This world has sadly made me realize that the reality of life lies elsewhere and that credibility is other than the spectacle offered by the images of television. I long for refuge in the film and these images birthed my vocation ... My eyes for photography. One day in New York, walking the streets, back to the wire my short life suddenly became intuitive. I felt stupid not to capture what was fortunately placed in front of me!
Photographing for me it is, as a 6 ° sense with integrated flash, fully disengaged, synchronized in my memory, the film, a trillion compressed images, in my brain, a young man’s.
Photography is for me a real representation of my subconscious. I see what I feel, it is a witness, a confession, a major art because there can be no cheating. My case goes until 8 milliseconds seconds. Impossible to follow even with Einstein's brain.
The moment I project their careerist ambition, I lose my own. I am just the witness of my emotions and if people want to share my feelings so much the better! Leave a trace yes but only for me not to lose or forget where I come as the path.... perhaps to stay near my father who sent me a passion for photography and introduced me to Helmut Newton.
Anything can inspire me: all the plans all types and all the decorative motifs of different life, the beauty of a woman, a landscape, the sea of dirty street, a dock station, a train Subway or a historical monument! The terms of a face wrinkles of life but also the smiles of children and men remarkable.
My art? Is it the answer to a dream? A formless dream felt deep inside me ...Someone left a little wild, as I photograph and parcours by instinct the world may be unconscious in search of who I really am ........