Our memory is like a large archive that allows us to wander between our childhood days and the present, and forward into the future.
To the photographer, one's own memory appears as a bank of images. This exhibition of black and white photographs is actually an ode to a memory, rather fleeting, when, still a small child, I entered the sea in my father's arms, surrounded by waves and foam.
Paper, like water, is a beautiful material. It has given me the opportunity to investigate its ability to be folded and turned.
Memories and nature, always loyal companions in life.
Mark Ritchie