During my nights, I travel alone in an imaginary world.
I find it there, faithful presence, intense and silent.
The lover moon has the power to make me forget my surroundings, transporting me into this universe of unified colors.
The fervor of its radiance hypnotizes each of my nights, each of our encounters where I easily become her captive.
Lying in her center, like Endymion **, I feel her lights dancing around me.
I contemplate them and let myself be enveloped by hers milky veils.
Walking in her lands, in the middle of her forms, I wander.
An odyssey to discover her skin, soft silica ready to shine at first breath, I walk in her flesh and discover a precious journey.
These ecstatically still landscapes, lead me to an internal mise en abime, a necessary passage for those who wish to welcome a reinvented present.
Sharp edges, iridescent valleys, vertiginous cliffs and wavy bodies,
symbol of the matter that receives and reflects light, source of life.
These moon dust tableaux are also a reflection of my darkness and light.
“To confront a person with his shadow is to show him his own light. Once one has experienced a few times what it is like to stand judgingly between the opposites, one begins to understand what is meant by the self. Anyone who perceives his shadow and his light simultaneously sees himself from two sides and thus gets in the middle.”
(Carl Jung – Good and Evil in Analytical Psychology. Civilization in Transition. P.872)
Between dream and reality,
Between shadow and light,
Ordinary time and space are adjourned.
Her virginal dress heralds an awarness and a new cycle of life.
* In Greek mythology, Selene (derived from selas meaning “bright”), is a goddess of the moon – specifically the full moon.
**Endymion, a young shepherd passionate about astronomy, and one of Selene’s lovers, had 50 daughters with her. The latter plunged him into an eternal sleep so that he would retain his beauty.
