A summer morning, a room, two female figures. A mother and her daughter. Maternity. The gift. I have always conceived maternity as a gift, a precious gift. I tried to crystallize in some photos this dreamlike moment, the love that binds a mother to her son. In the living space, in the daily life of a living environment that becomes a witness of this sentiment. An awakening. A room, a chair, a little bed, a table, a small jar of flowers, a forgotten fruit, the pages of a book. Their everyday objects, a reminder to mark an indissoluble link. Their...
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