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Reach out and run towards this nothingness, illumination, twinkling, trace color...     Virginia Woolf

In the dust of the rails
In the dust of the rails Through the photographic lens, the theme of rail transport led me to capture these moments, in the rooms of the lost steps, the closed doors of the trains, the passing landscapes. Scenes from life, portraits, places that appeal to me because of what is unique about them and the poetry that emerges from them. Feelings of solitude, the distant, the unspeakable are mixed together, with other more amusing moments emphasizing the comedy of the situations. The scenes collide in a carousel of ephemeral images, an instant, captured in the light. This work gave rise to an in situ exhibition which took place on a train remaining on the platform at Bayonne station.

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