In the brief moments of their encounter, the men, my ancestors and forests would have exchanged energy. With trees inhaling what my ancestors have exhaled over the years and vice versa, the exchange of energy through breath could have been inevitable. Through touch and contact of human sole on the same soil that nurtures the forests, the trees must have transferred their humility to the humans.
Through these photographs, I pay tribute to my mother and therefore to all women. My mother bought an apartment located between the sea and a pond. Following her divorce, through the sale of the family home, she fulfilled her dream for her retirement: getting her own space by the water. I visited he