A small JOURNEY at our charming virgin forest.
A place to sit with oneself and meditate on the little things in life. Where life is still on its first instinct As God created it one day Before the wind comes from the far west From the stubborn east.
At the end of October 2022
I was in my village helping my family in the annual olive harvest.
I tried my best to convey some details of the nature around me.
Over the past 29 years, I spent most of it wandering in my village, its wages, searching for beauty in small matters and contemplating everything around me.
clear blue sky.
Clouds shyly started to appear in the sky.
The leaves of the trees began to give up their green color and acquire a red color.
The sharp sun is like the flames of the desert.
Naked bodies under its flames.
End and beginning contradictions.
This set of photos was a representation of each day of the journey through early life.
