Photography is “the mirror with a memory” (Holmes, 1859). It reflects images, it makes them eternal as if by magic. It inevitably reminds us of the transient nature of our trip.

Photographs represent “not their subjects, but rather the specter of an impossible desire: the desire to remember, and to be remembered” (Batchen, 2004). The anxiety over the images’ capacity to preserve memories is the main pillar of a broader worry over memory. Our awareness of the irreversible flow of time is key to this memory crisis.

My obsession with the passage of time pushes me to immortalize instants, impossible to be repeated. I feel deeply perturbed by the preservation and accurate representation of the past.

I embrace the ephemeral of natural beauty. I observe the eternal movement of the waves in the sea. I freeze time. I moor all reminiscence to my own memory.

My photographs strive to open our eyes to different realities. We are embarked, touched, tied together, rocked and inspired by them.

I wish every day you find moments to breathe deeply, to open your eyes, to admire and to express gratitude.