unending staring

It's all about a certain tenderness. There is something strong brought to some delicacy, and to the laziness due to the different attitude adopted by the two persons - underlined by the details of the arm placed with nonchalance around the shoulders, and the head that rests gently. Anyway, I like the presence - still perceivable whereas the face is partially erased by the shadow - highlighted by a strong stare.



While a bed should be a resting place, this could be also the place where we think the most. This is where a person could leave a corporal scent, a body heat, or just where a loud absenteeism could leave some memories, and then, let ourselves in a deep solitude. Anyway, before to sleep, I think of you. Everytime I do.


foggy ville

Framing is not my thing but I tried to do my best. It's all about the mist, dull colors and cold materials.



I always wanted to be new somewhere. I love that feeling to know only a few things, people and places, and a bit lost somewhere. Indeed, her great presence half strong and half detached makes me feel this. Also, it's like if I was hearing this girl, vaguely here thanks to her stare, breathing as the atmosphere seems to be loudly quiet. Anyway, colors don't match together, whatever - sigh.


fall effortlessly

click : lift me up.

Here is a melt between levity and weight on these photographs (which are not the same). This floating hand seems to belong to a tired body full of languor - leit motiv, one of my favorite topic. While one is begging to be raised, the other one is giving up, and the both act effortlessly. Anyway, these photographs seem to be a painting thanks to the light and the - bad - quality of my cellphone. More, I think that the disposition of these two photographs makes us think strongly to La Création d'Adam by Michelangelo Buonarroti.