But what happens when the banners are rolled up and the placards put away? What does it mean to march not just every now and again, but to make protest the core of your being? These questions lie at the heart of one of the most intriguing shows at this year’s Rencontres d’Arles photography festival. Titled “Révoltes Intimes” (“Intimate Revolts”) and created by the French photographer Aurore Valade, 36, it shows portraits of full-time activists — people who live in a near-constant state of war, whether against climate change, the effects of alcohol or prejudice against transgender people.
“There was anger here, but also a lot of beauty,” Ms. Valade said. “So I continued.”
Not long afterward, following the terrorist attacks in Paris of 2015, France declared a state of emergency that gave the authorities the right to ban public demonstrations. With that, Ms. Valade had found her theme. Over the next two years, she shuttled around Europe, combing through web discussion groups for names of people who had participated in the Spanish equivalent of the Occupy movement, and tracking down a family of zealous environmentalists to a remote dwelling in southern France. Where possible, she embedded herself with her subjects, winning their trust, debating their ideas and ideals.
Before taking her photographs, Ms. Valade dressed the space with exquisite care, posing her subjects and lighting the room as if it were a studio. Once the image was fixed, she made digital tweaks, layering extra artifacts or adding pieces of text that encapsulate each campaigner’s beliefs.
All of this was done with her subjects’ assistance, Ms. Valade said; she regards these works as “collaborations.” The purpose was to provide a portrait not just of them, but of their lives. “It’s not photojournalism,” she said. “You have to participate.”
“If photography isn’t a process, it’s not interesting to me,” she added.
The resulting images, which won an award at Arles last year, are carnivalesque and exuberant, though often touched by the loneliness that comes from dedicating a life to a cause. One photograph depicts an anarchist in a cluttered cabin, surrounded by books and scraps of paper covered with angry notes decrying the urban rat race.
In another, anti-austerity protesters in Spain are all but hidden behind a rampart of signs in Spanish and French: “The Markets Don’t Decide My Future,” “We Are Not Against the System, The System Is Against Us.” Some of these portraits are almost anti-portraits. It can seem as if these people’s identities have been erased, subsumed by their fight.
Despite those twinges of sadness, “Intimate Revolts” does feel like a celebration. Surrounded by the emblems of their struggle, the people look almost like medieval saints, trailing banners and imagery heavy with symbolism. An earlier incarnation of the project was called “Se Manifester,” a pun that plays on the subtle meanings of the French verb, which encompasses everything from “protesting” and “coming forward” to displaying anger or enjoyment. In French, “manifestations” on the street are often also opportunities to have fun.
Photography, too, is a form of “manifestation,” Ms. Valade suggested; it is an act of making visible.
Asked if she had sympathy for what her subjects were trying to do, she frowned and thought for a moment, before reaching for a line by Albert Camus, often cited during the 1968 protests: “I revolt, therefore we are.”
“I am with Camus, definitely,” she said.