And at night – oh night, when the wind carrying spaces and worlds gives shape to our faces – open wide your arms, let their emptiness join the spaces where we breathe: perhaps the birds, in the secret of their flight, will feel the sky suddenly wider?

Rainer Maria Rilke, Élégies de Duino. Ed. Babel

In 2015, I discovered the joy of splitting every log for my stove. Alas, my shoulder couldn’t appreciate my exaltation, and violent tendonitis kept me awake for several weeks. I took the car at night and decided to photograph the small towns around my home. All other people’s sleep is a comfort to the insomniac.

Sleeplessness – 2015 (18 photos) – Hahnemühle Photo Rag Ultra Smooth 305 g / 60 cm x  45 cm