THERMÉA Wendy
  

Since childhood, the breath of leaves,
The trembling of the water, the shadow that keeps watch.
The video captures this endless ballet,
The movement of a world where the body makes its way.

Our bodies vibrate to the rhythm of the wind,
Anchoring themselves and escaping, alive, moving, then dying.
Video, a moving canvas,

Captures the echo, the subtle interaction,
The image becomes memory, an indelible link.

 

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