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LET ME TELL YOU

Let me tell you a story like every story...No...

None are the same like no day is like any other. 

We are all a single thread in the rich tapestry of life.

Let me tell you a story and more, tell yourself your own story.

CHILDHOOD MEMORIES

Childhood memories, remembering a bittersweet time, a time when everything seems possible but where vulnerability can be sometimes painful. Memories which never sink into regret but sow seeds of hope in the winds of time.

SPACE... A DREAM

Have you ever looked beyond our tiny solar system?

Have you taken the full measure of the immensity in which we in which we find ourselves?

We are explorers, our curiosity will carry us to the borders. And in the meantime, my notes of day and night, of Yin and Yang will take you to inner spaces as vast as those above you.

BLUE AFTERNOON

When the sun sets, just after disappearing over the horizon, there is a moment of twilight grace when the blueness resembles the immensity of the sea.

Every flaw in the heart is a door through which springs a vibrant light that reveals you to yourself.

ORIENTAL DANCE

Exotic perfumes, aromas of the sun filling the atmosphere with subtle fragrances rising like swirls of incense towards pensive skies before bursting like a thousand starbursts.

What are your dreams traveler?

Notes and words, songs and breaths merge to tell you a thousand and one stories as powerful as the spirits of immortal djinns.

SO IT GOES​

Waterfalls leaping over stones and rocks,

Rains of notes on a piano rearing like a wild horse and a soft electric caress suggesting a meaning to the vibrating centre of chaos.

Such is life?

THE CROSSING

A fragile skiff, everything is calm, too calm. An oily sea, almost sad, frozen as on a canvas.

The wind gently rises, the sails swell, hope is reborn like a fiery sun, golden dawn illuminates a horizon of hope.

RISING SUN

A note runs across the paper, drawing an invisible letter like black ink traces the contours of calligraphy.

SIMPLE MELODY

Musical notes are invisible colours, intangible bricks that construct reality. An infinite palette of emotions that colour the soul with inalterable richness, all have their place, none is superfluous. The worls is a forest of symbols.

IMPRESSION OF VENCE

For every being, there is a marvelous city nestled in the heart of heart of a mysterious massif.The place lets itself be discovered by the one whose will is like a
bow and arrow, all in tension and letting go.
And if happiness was simply to find the way and the key?

THE WAITING

Every expectation has a particular taste, like a sweet and sour flavour slowly flooding the meanders of the heart. Waiting to grow, waiting to succeed, expectations to be to be realized, waiting for an absolute truth that forever escapes the sharpest gaze.

THE ROAD TAKEN

The path we choose always involves sacrificing the one we don't take.

What emotions do you welcome? The nostalgic pain and the regrets of what you will never know or the excitement of discovery, the presence of what you are experiencing?

The two are mixed within us, in a subtle bittersweet alchemy.

Texts  by Sebastien Morgan

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