Ciel d’août II (august 2010)

A blue sun… I remember the words from a french surrealist poem:

“La terre est bleue comme une orange” (Earth is blue like an orange)

Paul Eluard. 1929 from “L’amour la poésie”. The complete poem is here.

Now you understand why analog photography is above digital pictures : no digital manipulation can create simple beauties … only the magic of chemistry and the aleatory. Poetry and science are two twins extremely differents with their own beauties.

Digital pictures are so cold. Analog photographies are full of life, of extravagance.