Friday, May 16, 2008

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

fenêtres

j'aime la lumière du matin qui se glisse, lentement et paresseusement, par la fenêtre de ma chambre. elle se faufile tranquillement à travers les lattes du store en bois, comme si c'était le store lui-même était lumineux. la lumière du matin est nettement moins tapageuse que celle de midi, qui elle s'acharne à tout éclairer également, sans la moindre nuance. celle du matin est beaucoup plus subtile.

Thursday, May 08, 2008

il pleut

i love listening to the rain. it's dark outside, not as much as i would like since i'm in the middle of the city, but as dark as it's going to get here. i sit here in the dark, thinking about days passed and days to come. for some reason, rain to me is reminiscent of my childhood. it's odd. i don't have memories of listening to rain as a child, yet whenever i pay attention to the sound of rain, i think of when i was a little one. i wish i could make a photograph of the sound of rain...

Tuesday, May 06, 2008