Max Bresson
« On est de la même famille (We’re from the same family) »
Biography:
Max Bresson is a French photographer and videographer based in Los Angeles, California.
For over a decade, she has worked across the global film, gaming, and themed entertainment industries, developing a strong cinematic eye and a deep understanding of spatial storytelling. This experience continues to inform her visual practice today, where she focuses on mood and atmosphere to capture not only what is seen but also what is felt.
Today, Max specializes in travel, landscape, and hospitality photography. Her style is naturalistic, unposed, and rooted in quiet observation, revealing the beauty in simple, everyday moments. Through her work, she invites a more attentive, authentic, and compassionate way of seeing — both the world around us and one another.
This exhibition marks a more intimate chapter in her practice: a personal documentary exploring themes of family, tenderness, and belonging — and a continuation of her exploration of photography as a space for emotional truth.
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On est de la même famille (We’re from the same family)
“On est de la même famille” is an intimate family photo album tracing the quiet gestures of love that hold generations together. It offers a personal reflection on how everyday tenderness shapes the ways we connect, care, and belong.
I created this series over a weekend in the south of France, where I had come to meet my newborn niece for the first time. The title — “On est de la même famille” (“We’re from the same family”) — comes from a phrase my mother and nephew kept repeating after discovering they could both do the same quirky tongue trick, as if it were proof of their shared DNA.
For him — no longer an only child — it was a quiet reassurance that he belonged in this family.
For her — a grandmother navigating life on her own — it was a small affirmation that she had passed something on, that she still had a place in the family story.
That moment stayed with me.
What defines our sense of family?
Is it the familiar traits we see in each other? The memories we share? The places where we gather?
Or is it the small, intentional acts of everyday kindness we offer one another?




















