Through the trees, the dreams and my hands stretched out towards hope, this moon that gives rhythm to our cycles, I would like to invent it, to remake it like clay, to give it life again in my lives.
Because of the mechanical nature of its technical function, photography is for me a matter of time rather than a visual matter : in its silver salts, or its pixels today, it is time which is captured, preserved, reinvented at every glance. Time of life, time of vision, time of poetry.