All that glitters…

All that glitters is not gold.
My alter-ego is like a mosquito, irremediably attracted by the artificial lights of the night.
In this narrative and conceptual series, the metaphor delivered by these night photographs is not necessarily very fine (consumer society is bad, man likes to be enslaved), but this is what I do, I am a great naive…

Work in progress
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