Having pushed open the narrow, tottering door,
I walked around the little garden
That the morning sun lighted gently,
Sparkling every flower with a wet spark.
Nothing has changed. I saw everything again: the humble arbor
Mad vine with the rattan chairs …
The water jet still makes its Argentinian whisper
And the old man trembles his eternal complaint.
The roses as before flutter; like before,
The great proud lilies sway in the wind,
Every lark that comes and goes is known to me.
I even found the Velléda standing,
Whose plaster is peeling off at the end of the avenue,
Hail, amid the stale smell of mignonette. Paul Verlaine
“There are people who touch us more than others, probably because, without our knowing it ourselves, they carry with them a part of what we lack.” Gokhan Altintas
The beauty of a photograph is made up of three essential angles: the frame, the brightness and the sound. The only one I want to learn. Work by Gokhan Altintas Photography produced in his workshops in Versailles.
She was my Nymph in all her forms, she was my Muse, she knew how to give herself to me by letting herself be guided by my voice, by her tenderness and her strength, she created in me an even stronger determination to this day never operated, and will not stop growing.
Charlotte Mequignon with Gokhan Altintas Photography is The only one I want to learn.