Only ghosts in this so colored funfair. Just few noises, Wind and metal. The childs are going away. I m alone with my camera. Often i walk in empty funfair, sometimes in the Morning or in a desert funfair. No one here, just memory of life and laughs. One day after
I m a french writer and photographer. I try to express myself with one art support. Photography is one of the best. Poetry and reality. It's my favourite way.
