Going to Bourgogne, where my grand-mothers live, has always been important to me. It is even more now that I’m living in another country.
I have these rituals; walking through their houses and garden to see what is new and what will never change, taking the time to observe and remember. I know these places from heart and I’ve taken so many pictures of them. But the light is always different, the seasons change, events happen and I change too.
I’ve always had the feeling that I absolutely need to remember everything, to print every details in my head for the day it’ll all be gone. I guess that’s why I take pictures, so I won’t forget.