shot-poem

Les pavés s'effondrent. La crevasse ronge la ville, gambadant dans la tolle comme une muse sur la pelouse. Libérés de cette terre les tuyaux saignent leurs entrailles sur les marches des escaliers qui rient d'avoir les pieds dans l'eau. Les hommes courent devant ce regain de chaos, leurs angles se fissurent et s'écrasent dans la boue, ne laissant que des tas qui émergeront à peine du fleuve à venir. Les fleurs s'ouvrent à l'humidité, se gorgent de la salissure si généreuse, prêtes à mille ans de bonheur.

Third Eye

The small camera that was hidden in my mobile phone told me when I bought it that it couldn' bear my pocket's darkness. So I tried entertaining it a bit and me too. This is a collection of pictures I took all along last year. Most of them were done in courses where we (I + friends) were so bored that we couldn't resist playing with that light-grabber. As you can see the size and quality is very bad but it's a great thing as you'll notice that most interesting picturess often use camera's limits. (fields, sensitivity, resolution, etc.) Images are out of order (actually in chronological order but who cares ? :p)

For a better presentation the gallery is located here. Have fun, comments welcome. =)