(Feb. 1998, fisheye f./2.8 1/15 s, Fujichrome Velvia)
- Phare de la Gachole, Camargue, February 1998 -
During rare windless days, Camargue is changed into a wide land where each pond becomes a mirror of heaven, and twilight a precious instant. The slow nightfall gives to water the colors of infinite. In The distance lows a bittern, some croaking of batrachians, as a secret but intense life can be discerned in those quiet vastness. Spring is close to be there.
I like this picture where eye can loose his way between sky ant water. Following The flexuous line of a fishing net, he'll encounter on The horizon The Gachole lighthouse. This scene inspired me :
It's a free vastness
An evening full of stillness
Pond vanishes, reflects the Star :
Here are The silent dark Heavens,
Here comes the Night.
Under your Smack a secret Life
Inhabit The Waters you're wandering trough.
The garrulous Horizon disappears
And you slip on fragile stars,
Lonely island into the Infinite.