Summereyes

The light is at the party. During the season of relaxation and pleasure, it plays with all the nuances, all the coincidences and surprises.

In the diversity that the summer offers me between sky and earth, I pick out what catches my eye among all the gifts of chance. I dive into the past and into our time.

Selected pieces of fortuitous or sought-after fragilities, on the path of my discoveries, like a walk in a travel diary…

White blood cells, red blood cells, salt of life.

Drag the brush dipped in the Mediterranean over the crisp hull, and then sail between heaven and earth.

Sitting on the steps of time or the rock bench, meditating in the variations of blue, the spirit oscillating between escape and immortality.

Resist, with your back turned to the assaults of time.

On the path of joys and distresses, the imprint of moments that remain.

In the spring, reborn from your ashes, your beauty will bloom again.

Hanging on your lips, I watch for each of your celestial words, those that you punctuate with these ephemeral balloons.

White mounted in snow by our dreams and hopes.

Red carpet on the royal road to success.

A single ray, and the night becomes day. Earth, sea, sky become twin beauties.

How many triumphal arches on your path of glory, hero of the void.

Baguettes magiques, Villefranche-sur-Mer, 2021

Nurturing sea, between you and me it's a story of love at first sight.

To each his own, whether it pleases or not.

Chassé-croisé, the present living in the steps of the past.