One of the first generation of Magnum photographers, Marc Riboud was born in Lyon in 1923, the fifth child of a large bourgeois family. His father, a keen traveler and amateur photographer, gave him his first camera – a “Vest-Pocket” Kodak – when he was 13. He was such a shy and reticent youth that his brother declared: “You don’t use your mouth, so maybe you’ll use your eyes.” 65 years later, still producing photographs, having traveled all over the world, the subject of ten monographs and exhibitions in galleries such as the Metropolitan Museum in New York, Marc Riboud reflected back on his life’s work and the path it took him on. “Taking pictures,” he said, “is like savoring life at 125th of a second.”

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