A "MEGAZINE" A3
For more than 200 days a year, Berlin exudes gray and sadness.
Night can be upon us as early as 3:30 p.m., colors disappear from this mineral world and everyone takes refuge indoors, but in spring, when the light returns, the city becomes something else, with trees and flowers that were previously absent taking pride of place everywhere.
Colors that we wouldn't normally even notice reappear like a snake's new skin after shedding its skin.
It is the atmosphere of this city, each time reborn, that through these images, I wanted to try to translate and celebrate through these pages.
Night can be upon us as early as 3:30 p.m., colors disappear from this mineral world and everyone takes refuge indoors, but in spring, when the light returns, the city becomes something else, with trees and flowers that were previously absent taking pride of place everywhere.
Colors that we wouldn't normally even notice reappear like a snake's new skin after shedding its skin.
It is the atmosphere of this city, each time reborn, that through these images, I wanted to try to translate and celebrate through these pages.
