In last year’s Summer we were still with still knee deep into the pandemic (and by then we even didn’t knew it), so everyone chose to explore their backyard or to return to their roots. Myself included. One year later it feels like we’re in some kind of “no man’s land“, in between what was left of lock-down and the glimpse of normality ahead, in some ways the loosening of the restrictions meant becoming kind of lost on where to move next. Some are fully committed to reconnecting with their routines, and having to discover again how to do that in the way, while others not so much. Each one has their own pace.
In many ways this Summer felt funny because of that, the feeling of having the foot on both sides, still trying to find where to put them next next. Myself included. If last year I focused by embarking in a mini-project on my family, this year wandered aimlessly without any goal, just shooting what crossed my path…













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