photo: this sculpture might not look like much, but on windy days, it comes alive and shows its full beauty. Click the link below to see it in motion.
I would capture fleeting moments at the break of dawn between two tasks, until the day grew dark. I stored them away for later, to make something out of them , though it was unclear what, but I did not worry about that.
photo : Akersten reserve, Nelson marina, harmony of morning colours in the Matai river at high tide.
Yes, the silence of the water, which can be listened to and comprises almost everything in the turquoise of the morning, dense, light, that one that glides over the day.
*posted in 2024, edited in 2026
Yes, the silence of the water, the one that can be listened to and that understands almost everything in the turquoise of the morning, dense, light, the one that glides over the day.
*d’abord mis en ligne en février 2024 révisé en 2025
at dawn the froth of the day. Weighs on the shoulders of history. Once upon a time, then another. Sometimes, even the air is even heavy.
photo: Botanical Garden, Nelson, a duck projects itself into the light and its murky reflection attracts attention until it goes back into the shadow of the pond.
There she was, the old lady I would become, I said to myself, as I saw her every morning, resolved to walk about town with her shopping bag. She was there, then one day she wasn’t.
