Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth.
Albert Camus.
We have found it again.
What? Time without end.
'Tis the ocean gone
For a walk with the sun.
Soul, you sentinel,
Murmur and confess,
Day is fiery hell,
Night is nothingness.
From the common urges,
From the human highest
Far thy path diverges:
Following thou fliest…
No expectancy,
No orietur,
Science patiently;
Punishment is sure.
From your blaze alone,
Satin flames of force,
Duty's breath is blown;
No one says : of course.
We have found it again.
What? Time without end.
'Tis the ocean gone
For a walk with the sun.
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Arthur Rimbaud, Time Without End.
Remembering our past, carrying it around with us always, may be the necessary requirement for maintaining, as they say, the wholeness of the self. To ensure that the self doesn’t shrink, to see that it holds on to its volume, memories have to be watered like potted flowers, and the watering calls for regular contact with the witnesses of the past, that is to say, with friends. They are our mirror; our memory; we ask nothing of them but that they polish the mirror from time to time so we can look at ourselves in it.
— Milan Kundera.
Paris, 2017.
“Demain, dès l’aube, à l’heure où blanchit la campagne,
Je partirai. Vois-tu, je sais que tu m’attends.
J’irai par la forêt, j’irai par la montagne.
Je ne puis demeurer loin de toi plus longtemps.”
Desire to exist,
desire for feelings,
desire to be mixed with the air,
desire for flights.
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MMXX.
MMXIX.
“L’exactitud n’est pas la vérité.”
I was there,
I felt.
Paris, 2018.
Paris, 2018.
Unknown faces,
unsaid words,
unwalked paths,
undressed coats.
Madrid, 2016.
Perspectivas.
Casa, 2019.
To build a home.
Mont Saint-Michel, 2018.
“Elle est retrouvée.
Quoi ? - L’Eternité.
C’est la mer allée
Avec le soleil.”
Happiness should be found in simple matters,
appreciating common situations,
being present and able to show care.
Simplicity is gold.
Christmas, 2019.
We were there,
we were full.
Palais Garnier, 2018.
“We wanted, it seemed, what we already had, a lover and a friend to create with, side by side. To be loyal, yet be free.”
“I understood that in this small space of time we had mutually surrendered our loneliness and replaced it with trust.”
“No one expected me. Everything awaited me.”
- Patti Smith, Just Kids.
The feeling of being arriving to a safe place. A place with a little obvious human intervention, where the air feels clear, where your view can see nature and your perspective can understand that a slow living path can still be a valid way nowadays.
I took a wrong turn and spent 20 min driving by clear fields and nothing but the sky and the country scenario was in front my eyes.
There were not fears. There were not hurries. We were there and nothing else.
Beauvoir, 2018.
“A paradox is never an answer, it’s just a fractured truth.”
Nostalgia raising her arms up.
Past, present and future merged.
Mixed memories and heart explosions.
Honfleur, 2018.
Quiet and peaceful views, about resetting, about us.
Leica M(Typ240) + Summicron-M 50mm f/2.