a moment to breathe, another to hold a breath, and the present is already gone. Witness of our fleeting life, time passes through in a fraction of a second. No to time properly see.
this series is inspired by the short-lived passage on Earth. It is time to remember to look around, stop rushing and breathe.
From a briefcase, through a mirror on the ground to an elephant teapot. Mary Poppins of a…
How’d you like your tea ? The famous Maison Meert welcome us with delicious pastries. Sugar rush…
The day is fading. Noémie turns the light. A green halo glows. On the record player, her…
I often question myself about the nature that surrounds us. It is green, flourishing, and dying. Rocks…
A post-pandemic birth, where light passes through the window, where love comes with spring. I started reading…
This series has been inspired by a poem by Gustave Flaubert. “L’amour est une plante de printemps…
