If you take photographs, you have surely known that feeling of déjà-vu. It happened to me on Bastille Day, 14 July 2025. Eyes buried in the viewfinder, that was exactly what I was thinking: I have lived this moment before, I have already seen these images. That evening, for a change, I shot the fireworks out of focus on purpose.
Digging through the archives, I found hundreds of them, across four years. Taking pictures is a kind of obsession with a certain idea of beauty. Sometimes it is simple and universal, like the sky on the evening of a celebration.
The clichés we no longer dare to look at
The best subjects are not necessarily rare, exclusive or out of reach: often they are clichés, simple moments we hesitate to take on. That is part of the power of an image too — the memory of a shared, beautiful instant. There are many of them, not so rare, and yet we tend to overlook them. To forget them.
A sunset on the sea's horizon, the shape of clouds against a blue sky: Proustian madeleines. Intergenerational and universal. Beautiful moments — as if we all love these light instants of simple wonder.
Adrien
