Christmas time, Nantes (44- France)

I am in Nantes for 2 weeks.
In this town where I lived for four years, this short stay was mainly dedicated to friendship. For people who are very important and I left perhaps for many years.
I don't know why but I never wanted to make photographies of Nantes.
So I let you discover all my pictures named Distortion and Shadow distortion made in Saint-Nazaire (44).
Enjoy !
Distortion,
because sometimes I want to write not with words but with a camera.
Distortion
because sometimes when I look to the reality, I swear that it changes before my eyes, and these fleeting instants fill out the writing of my novels, therefore the journey involves to these moments of switches between reality and fiction.
Shadow distortion
because the shadow is light,
the past and the future, between a world where voice, words, breaths, the gestures, the absence of such gestures or words, haunting space-time of the fluctuating current day.
Shadow distortion
because light is the shadow, the revealed is the hidden, because the ghost weighs heavier than the living, the mask too strong adheres to the skin, forgetfulness - that we have forgotten to do so valuable that a shadow hangs around us.
Shadow distortion
because irresistibly light grabs us, and we back to the shade dazzled, crossing and intermingling looks like tombs silhouettes do not think the body, time, place, sliding on the asphalt of the streets of the world.
How many wandering shadows for one human?
