I’ve been photographing the night through the filter of my own personal questions and my inner quest of silence.
The more I find answers, the more I ask questions to myself. I’m a night lover as I’m looking for an irrational light that did exist in my childhood memory. The place is a pretext but the night is the my way. The more I find answers, the more I have to face new questions ; that’s why I keep moving on into this beautiful dark and all its shades. I interpret the night as I think about it.
Unlike a place, the night is the cradle of our thoughts and dreams. I bring it with me all the time, no matter of it’s with my photographs or my words, night is the cradle of poetry.
