Lost in Picardie

. Picardy is the place where I live. Sometimes, I wonder if this land does really exist: cars hidden behind hedges, forsaken streets and houses lightened by a faded sun, some people here and there. I feel like I’m drifting through a space where nothing happens, a space full of deep melancholy. With the pictures of this book, taken in my daily life, on the road to work, or during my spare time, I try to show this feeling of weirdness we could have in front of our close reality, when we feel lost in a world slightly different from usual one.