No need to be blue when everything is so green around.
Even the sky understood it.
Tracé
Everything can be straight as a line
Nothing will be
Eté comme Hiver.
The same, still in place,
The same, still different.
Capitale.
Even in the fog,
There’s always a light to chase
Un autre Nord.
Even by trying to escape from it,
It’s always by your side,
Like a compass with only one direction.
Le voyage.
Bordeaux.
The most difficult thing is to capture simple moments of our everyday life, here at home.
Sud sur un coté.
We were on the edge of the coast. Not an easy task to decide which side we should go next.