Every day I walk around the city, like a child looking for the Easter bunny. Halle is like on those gum ball vending machine. Sometimes, an unexpected object or a playful scene catches my eye, may they be accidental encounters or intended interventions between men and their city. Every time my inner child smiles, I take a photograph.
“We cannot love water, fire, the tree without putting some love into them, a friendship which goes back to our childhood. We love them with childhood. When we love all these beauties of the world, we love them in a newfound childhood, in a childhood reanimated with that childhood which is a latent in each of us.” Bachelard, Reveries toward Childhood
Photograph playful scenes Halle Photograph playful scenes Halle
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