Ochre de Mel

"I would like to think a picture is finished when it feels not new but old. As if its forms had lived a long time in you...it is the looker not the maker, who is so hungry for the new. The new can take care of itself." - Philip Guston

The Sun drowned in honey while it tried to lick Saturn's disks. It was said that the bees had gone on strike due to the prolonged winter. The Ochre, to say goodbye to the Sun, created incomprehensibly dense roots. So dense, that they withered into dust with each embrace - it was said that they made bodies warm and reflected the most incandescent fleshy colours - but only to those who looked at them with tenderness...The Honey thus became a crystallized Sun, in a winter's month.

Greeted by the summer - when those intense Reds attack our planet - you raise a drop of honey to the bluest sky and you can still hear the splashes of the Sun's tears, lapidating Saturn's disks.

• For this set, we have this unique lighting, created in the last 30 min of a sunset in a very dry and hot afternoon. Every single photo has its unique detail, in lighting, angle and momentum, almost a framed cropped part of my body carved by strong shadows. This was a session that started within the silence of a mutual desire to create without the permission of asking. It was a purely tacit conversation between model and photographer, inspired by the colours of the sunset in my room. This little story that I created, punctuates the inspiration behind this encounter.