Developpement's

It has been growing upon me, this sense of exposure in a photograph. Ever since I noticed that people were as much a shadow as the sun among dark tree branches. It has been growing on me, this feeling of being in a picture. A picture you paint wanting to preserve the color of an ever-changing skin, or a spark on the edge of a fathomless canyon. I am in this moment. It is not a moment in time, it is a moment in your head where a ghost-light haunts itself. There is a pensiveness where light meets shadow as if you are witnessing the late works of an artist yet to be born.