Photographer's Note

Gold is something so relative
Even in its brightest power
It can instantly turns into lead
In our hands,
And we’ll be forever poor...

Light is something so relative,
Even in its most shiny jets;
It can suddenly turns into darkness
In our eyes,
And we’ll be forever blind...

Love is something so relative,
In spite of our nicest feelings
It can easily turn into hate
In our hearts,
And we’ll be forever lost...

Yes, we are just made of high contrasts,
Always fighting between grey and gold,
Asking for more, wishing for less,
Helplessly hoping for something
We will never get:
The ultimate balance...


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