Wandering in confinement 10
Why do I chose this picture of nowhere ? This is the very first picture I took on my arrival in Istanbul a couple of years ago. It could have been taken in Le Havre, in Paris, in New York, but no, it was in Istanbul. The atmosphere was very strange. The street next to it was bustling with restaurants and a lot of people. I turned the corner and there was this huge construction site. A big truck was moving out, the noise was deafening, and it was quite late at night. So that was the moment I pulled out my camera and started shooting. How can I explain arriving in a beautiful, exotic town and get interested in something you can see anywhere near where you live ? It is probably due to the fact that it has become possible to take this kind of night picture and get plenty of odd details, like the back of the truck leaving the site, hardly visible yet significant of what is happening inside this place.