Weddings, retreats, hotels. The same eye.

A black veil in the wind, on the sand

My name is Lucas Machut. I'm a photographer and filmmaker.

Weddings · Retreats · Portraits · Experiences · Hotels

An embrace, black and white
A couple lying down, a kiss on the forehead

Memory will fail. What we remember is always a slightly false reconstruction of a moment already gone. An image holds a fragment of life before time alters it.

Two faces side by side, very close

Every person carries their own world, their own way of seeing life. When I film or photograph, I'm not just making images: I try to convey that world, what is going on inside the person at that very instant.

Knowing that we never fully enter someone else's world. The image is an attempt at a bridge between our worlds.

A white flower against the mouth
A silhouette from behind, red flowers
Open arms beneath the palms
A face at the surface of the water

My eye goes beyond technique. I film and photograph with intention, after what each moment truly carries. Beauty shows up in spontaneous expressions, in bodies in movement, in real states.

Hands touching the water at dusk
Sand running through the hands
A sleeping hand on the sheet, a ring

Bonds are what I most love to photograph. I stay close and wait for what passes between people, in the gestures nobody agreed on and in the details we don't always notice.

My eye goes beyond technique. I film and photograph with intention, after what each moment truly carries. Beauty shows up in spontaneous expressions, in bodies in movement, in real states.

Bonds are what I most love to photograph. I stay close and wait for what passes between people, in the gestures nobody agreed on and in the details we don't always notice.

Laughter under the flag, in full sun
A straw hat and foliage
A glass and a lampshade, late at night

In the end it was never about how we look, but about who we are.

Laughter, arms open among the rocks
Self-portrait in the mirror, camera in hand
From behind at the window, the mountain beyond the glass

An outside eye, inside the scene

I've always liked watching what isn't noticed at first. Before images, my trade was interpreting in sign language: building a bridge between people, catching what is implied, what we say without speaking.

A presence in a hotel room

With hotels and guesthouses, the client is the place

Even there I look for life: a presence, a movement, someone who makes the space breathe.

For that there is a method of its own, the Regard Method.

A body lying in the surf, at the foot of the cliff

Everything starts with a conversation.