When I was looking for a photographer to illustrate and illuminate the music of Mieczysław Weinberg, one glance at Peter De Bruyne’s work sufficed to realise he was the obvious person, as his work seemed to me to be entirely devoid of the influence of the moment and the expression of a singular sensitivity. Peter could have been a painter, a sculptor or a musician; his poetry never takes a definitive shape. Photographic film for him is a circumstance not a condition. The unique graininess of his images plunges us into a profoundly nostalgic world that time forgot, both dream-like and real. I find these same qualities in Weinberg’s compositions in which there is great tenderness and subtle felicity, shrouded by a feeling of melancholy behind which it shields.

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- Camille Feye