I think it’s an invitation to dream, to reach poetry where each detail holds its own meaning, each element its usefulness, every scene tells a story.
Who’s the person who’s never dreamed of lying on fluffy clouds or frolicking among the stars? Those are a child’s simple emotions somehow reduced within the constraint of traditional photography. I’ve yearned to bring those yet again to the fore in absolute simplicity.
When my children came into my playground, it became obvious I had to put them in the frame. Their apparent naivity, added to their spontaneity, allow to make believe in reality for a brief magic instant.
Who’s the person who’s never dreamed of lying on fluffy clouds or frolicking among the stars? Those are a child’s simple emotions somehow reduced within the constraint of traditional photography. I’ve yearned to bring those yet again to the fore in absolute simplicity.
When my children came into my playground, it became obvious I had to put them in the frame. Their apparent naivity, added to their spontaneity, allow to make believe in reality for a brief magic instant.
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