« Inside the islands» is a series of landscapes. of breakable pieces,
plural zones move,
slide on the blue of the ocean.
Characters are removed of the world of visibilities. A DESASTER ?
{ the tide is rising }
«It’s outside the room, outside the fence, that the archipelago, drifts, and invites the traveler in a strange
silent noise…
THE SHIP ARRIVES,
But he always leaves.
This is why the space
is almost empty.
I stay on the beach watching him walk away. I stay on a blank page,
a white beach.
JARS, ISLANDS, ARCHIPELAGO, LANDSCAPE. »
In a liner that comes
to take on water and will soon sink, the daze has thwarted fear, and the photographer, aware that her images will flow with her, can invent what she sees,
what she wants. In a dream…
