(***Please take into consideration that I could only make my submission using an iPad. As a result, I was unable to properly sequence the photos on the website. However, they are named with numbers, so you can arrange them from 1 to 10 to view the intended sequence.***)

An inner voice whispers: “Reach the pink lakes and the blue volcanoes. Provide the sun with a base. Hold a balloon before your head. Lose your visage in the ocean and unlearn, in order to be.”

I let this relentless calling guide me, entering a dreamlike state where the familiar becomes something more—a passage between worlds, a gap into the unknown. What if this balloon reveals rather than conceals, turning the visible into a gateway to the infinite?

My identity is an open space, a meeting place between the intimate and the common, an incessant renewal. To lose sight is to gain vision. J’espérais un visage, j’ai vu des pyramides.