My favorite quiet moment comes when I go to bed. I start a ritual that I must repeat every day: Say good night, rest, with a kiss to my loves… Remove make-up and care the skin, preparing it for the next day… Get into bed among fresh, smooth sheets, take my e-book, my glasses and make the world disappear for a few minutes, until the dream invites me to turn off the light and sleep.
I’m sorry I don’t have a picture of the moment, but in pyjama, without makeup and wanting to disconnect, I’m not up for pictures. So I’ll search for other quiet moments.
My nephew soon learned to enjoy a quiet moment, as he enter in a Neverending Story.
Surrounded by tourists who never stopped passing, but he, in his world of strokes, caught in his quiet moment
Calm waters that invite us to think… “We know, but sometimes we forget that we know, that nothing is forever” (From Adolfo Aristarain’s film “Common Places”)
Floating in transparent waters, the sound of the water, waves drawn around me… A quiet moment!
An afternoon of rain, wet soil, gray sky, you hide under a multicoloured umbrella and enjoy a quiet moment
Embraced, we look at the city at our feet. A gray day that beside you is filled with light.
I shelter under your branches that welcome me, the sound of the strings creates music that envelops us.
Posted as part of Lens-Artists: A Quiet Moment