Where are you
It started after the death of my younger sister, Nathalie. I saw her everywhere, in faces and trees, weeping, sweeping, as clouds floating.
In my dreams I ran. I ran fast to see her, to see glimpses of her, her mood, her energy.
In the dark I tried to find the light. Catching the intangible. I had to use this and started making these images.
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