Darker as ink, looking in a moment, time gone, timeless, no more awareness. Just a lost and silent moment in time. Lost places, without connection, without a name, just non-places...being lost in a place.Staring in a world for nobody's. Unknown, silent, illegal, quiet, without a story to tell. Because who will listen?
“ un arbre”
“L'horizon ”
“sculpture sur le dos”
“buisson”
“maison des fées”
“éclairage public”
“étang sombre”
“porte fermée”
