“On the horizon, the earth and the sky merge in the absence of colour.”
The horizon, a graphic concept, a door for imagination but also a line of sharing and infinity. The line that confines one’s gaze or on the contrary, invites it to go beyond in a bid to perceive a promise, a future, a dream or new horizons.
I love it when my mind and my gaze roam there, escaping and possibly discovering the outline of a light source at the limits of perception. Colour and non-colour, everything merges together in harmony, with neither obstacles nor boundaries.
A poetic bubble as a testimony of the wild beauty that nature offers us in its most fragile and ephemeral form.
A plea for it to remain, for a long time to come, a source of wonder.