Time Gate

2017, Hobart.


There is this red lamp here in my room, it's a bloody orange light very elegant, its feet is in a gold color

And there is this obsession coming back over and over to photograph its reflect in objects, the warm and mysterious atmosphere it brings to the room. 

Its presence attracts me, it's like a gate of time including futur past and the seconds of present while it is constantly here at the same time. For me it's also a missing, a remembrance that I’ve been seeing it first in the room of an awesome housemate freshly repatriated in Belgium. She offered it to me, before our cuddly farewells, in front of few cops and neighbours children, who were certainly alerted by screams, injuries and slamming doors. « Be sure to have fun! » That's what this girl said told me at this point.

Sincerely, I have a bunch of fun with my lamp.