In this radiance born of celebration, dark and telluric forms of the pyre rise to the surface. More an apparition than a photograph, it seems to emerge from a buried time, from a cosmic night that brushes against us since childhood as something foreign, indifferent, almost hostile. There is a sense of vast grandeur, a mystery whose glow manifests itself as a threat, a light that reveals but never reassures.Napex 25395

Sylvain Bellenger