Intimate enigma with regard to what you are, to see you is to know who you are, to know that you exist. A melee between you and me, the idea of fixing in time that moment that does not belong to anyone, because you already change. Desire of the other, of oneself, to make that one in these latent images.
I SEE YOU as you are without trying to understand, without wanting to change who you are. My eyes are sometimes lost to the simple lines of your body, the grains of your skin that I think I know but each time seems foreign to me as if I rediscovered who you are. I feel you perpetual and corporal movement, asylum of rebirth you slide in my hands to be frozen, moment of your life.
I look at you and I discover each time another Woman, you are the future of man, the solution to the equation of our equilibrium … – Jean-Jacques CHENEAU –
