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La ligne
Le solitaire
L'arbuste
Les cimes
Le centre du monde
L'arbre enneigé
2h30
Les herbes
Transparence
Frise
Ombres et ombres chinoises
Le rang
La congrégation des sapins
Zone de resistance
Noirs et blancs
Figés
La création d'adam
Ils ont froid
Le bosquet
Le petit bois
De fer et de bois
de bois et de fer
Givré
Arbres dans la brume
La ferme dans les nuages
Iles
Limbes
Lunatropisme

The winter has a color, a color of cold, of ice. Our perceptions are modified, sounds limited by the snow or the mist, the look discovering for the first time an often traveled landscape.
A tree, an element of the everyday life, unseen beacause flooded in the multitude of information which gets the look becomes the only object, center of our attention.
Its essence altered, and of photography, it becomes drawing, engraving.