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Above the level of the water... above the level of the water... glu.. glu..glu.. slowly drinking, sinking under the level of water... going down where is dark and cold.
This could be a perfect fit to describe the last generations I have encountered on the plateau of my atelier. Incapable to stay above the water. Is it crazy how following with the camera each person in a certain state of expression, when they closely stop to act and decide to start to feel, all those wonderful persons, may be not everyone, but most of them arriving to facing the deepest part of their existence ! If some of them just look totally lost, as they couldn’t express more then the emptiness of their gaze, don't get fooled because is not emptiness what you are looking but the invisible matter of soul !
