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Text by Didier Vereeck Click to enlarge
Which insect has bitten me? I mean, which drop? I went out one day- or was it one night? - looking for the quintessence. The quest for essence. I like the crazy quests in the morning darkness, or in the evening s when even the camera doesnt know what it is any more. The existential crisis of a camera, I do like that! Well, its not the topic.
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ฉ 2007-05-15