This indian diary was made during successive trips to India (Kerala, Kolkata, Mumbai, Varanasi, Tamil Nadu…).
India is a strange country. We come back without knowing what we really saw. This uncertainty is also the uncertainty of street photography : everything appears and disappears constantly in the viewfinder. A few visions we try to capture by following the impulses of our unconscious.
These photographs, to paraphrase Eluard, are those of another world that is yet in this one invisible if we don’t take the time to look, to open our eyes to its mysteries and symbols that come out of the shadow, spend a moment in the light and the vanish.