the end of a love affair?
[the Argentine revenge /2005]
WE
DON'T really seem to care about things until we lose them. Then, when the
power of their absence shakes our soul, we just realize something is missing,
maybe forever.
Be it a friend, a place, an object, a feeling ...
Having
lost my beloved camera during a trip to Argentina truly made me think about
that over and over. A simple digital camera and hundreds of images, photos
lost somewhere, how could that affect my sensations, my subsequent behaviour
during my journey?
Nevertheless, I came to realize that there are many things worse that can
happen while On the Way than losing the "little baby" i've been
carrying during all these past years.
I am talking about friends who will possibly remain at their places while
I am just passing by, the ones who I'm not going to see anymore: people met
on the road, with whom I shared more than a cup of tea, a conversation, a
place to sleep. Furthermore, individuals with whom I felt very at ease, sharing
an inner connection of the mind.
To all of them, here it goes this humble tribute, a compilation of photos
taken with this lost camera representing the End of a Love affair but at
the same time claiming their everlasting spirit ...