Glancing where it is not supposed to be, where it is not expected. In the place and at the moment that he himself did not imagine, which perhaps did not exist before his passing, and will have disappeared afterwards, leaving as a trace only that of the witness who transformed the ephemeral into the perpetual.
For a long time, a forbidden zone for my curiosity, through apprehension or inhibition, it constituted a vast field for my fantasies or contained desires. Until the day when discretion opened the way for me, revealing its part in the unknown where my primary instinct refused to venture.
Since then, every situation has been a beautiful challenge to art and the way of intruding into intimacy, with that delicacy that will dress the intrusion with a certain lightness.