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GabouSan
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Film photography based in France and elsewhere.
Poetry is a blood more intense than this blood that keeps me alive.
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Reflections seem perfect but often when you look up and see beyond... they reveal the troubles that no one talks about.

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January 21, 2025 at 7:26 PM
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Same energy as my dog 🤣😂
January 19, 2025 at 2:11 PM
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It was fall and the sunset was a beautiful pink.

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I don't claim to be a photographer. All my photos have aged now... I wish I could be a photographer, but this art is too expensive for people who don't have money like me. I'm just a man who is afraid of losing to time. I'm afraid of time and its impact on my memory. Photographing my friends is a way for me to tell myself that all these moments existed at one point in my life. When I'm old and my memory plays tricks on me, I'll look at these photos and think back to that time in my life when I bought my old camera for 25€ in a flea market with used film. I'd then tell myself how lucky I was to create memories for us with only a few pennies in my pocket. Without a doubt, the best investment of my life.
January 19, 2025 at 2:00 PM
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The last summer.

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Keeping an image in time of the friends and moments we lived when we were young. A late summer afternoon in a park, somewhere in the south of France.
January 19, 2025 at 1:26 PM
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The beauty of curves in the night.

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January 19, 2025 at 1:05 PM
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Memory of a friend.
The strongest of my friends.

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What I love about film photography is that moment of mastery over time. Saying fuck it to the universe and creating a memory that will only have meaning for us.
January 17, 2025 at 7:56 AM
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Reality of the individual.

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One autumn evening, they were there. A deafening din. A heavy scent of goodbye, I was there. From a late summer shadow was born the fall of the oaks and, with them, this moment forever engraved. A soothing din. The scents of several lives, we were all marked in time. From a late summer shadow was born the desire for an autumn memory. From the cold of autumn were born the colors. Frozen, in my eyes we would forever be important.
January 17, 2025 at 2:28 AM
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Nothing makes sense.

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They say that love makes a man. They say that time forges beings. Happiness is born of innocence, fooling the sleeping. Misfortune submits to reality. There, where love has no place, from knees to the ground to tears mixed with ashes, the absence of everything leads to greatness. They say that love makes a man. Misfortune reveals him in the deepest part of his being.
January 17, 2025 at 1:51 AM
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There are past lives whose atoms cross time and matter to insatiably return to this unique moment that was intended for them.

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There are people, there are lives, there are noises, there are silences. There are people and cold walls. The bricks tell of times that everyone forgets, but whose murmurs no one hears. A curve drawn with a finger on the concrete, the frail thought of a word in a tunnel. There are people that everyone forgets, but whose walls remain marked by their echoes. There are past lives whose atoms cross time and matter to insatiably return to this unique moment that was intended for them, a piece of nothing, a tiny thought coming to life under the scribble of a dreamer.
January 16, 2025 at 11:41 PM
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Pastel mist.

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I find beauty in everything that escapes me. Like a secret whose truth I was forever ignorant of, I dream of an embrace, I dream of reality. I find beauty in everything I cannot touch. Tonight I lose myself in the immensity of a pastel pink mist without detecting any reality. Am I still dreaming?
January 13, 2025 at 12:01 AM
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I learn to love.

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I'm waiting for you. It's cold outside but I'm waiting for you. The notes resonate in the fog, they all walk in the same direction. I'm waiting for you. It's cold outside. I'm waiting for you. In the fog, the reflection of your colors bless my imagination. It's cold but your colors indicate the direction. The notes dictate your colors. They all walk towards you, their eyes fixed on their feet. Your love is pink like tonight. Your music warms me. I walk towards pink, it runs towards blue. I'm waiting for you. It's cold outside but I'm waiting for you. Your melody rises beyond the buildings. Your love is pink like the fog that flies away under the breath of my steps. Lost, they follow the colors for you and I wait. It's cold outside but I wait again and again. I'm waiting for you.
January 12, 2025 at 11:44 PM
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My shoulders are heavy.

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My shoulders are heavy. Why am I a photographer? I don't feel legitimate and I never have. My shoulders are fragile. I can't bear the weight of networks where everyone is a photographer. What is photography? I don't feel legitimate. Why am I a photographer? I don't like happiness, it doesn't interest me. I don't like what is beautiful in the eyes of the world. A long, long time ago, I didn't feel legitimate to write a few words on a piece of paper, so the camera replaced the power of words. Why am I a photographer? I'm not, too young, too immature. When will I be a photographer? Surely at the end of my life, when I've lived enough and beauty and meaning will take over superficiality and my shoulders will be lighter.
January 12, 2025 at 9:17 AM
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For a moment, eyes lost in the abyss.

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You see, he, in my hands he gives the power to archive in my head the fragment of a moment of our lives where nothing mattered. Yesterday, I had the power to freeze looks, I had the time to freeze laughter and tears. Now that the camera is no longer there, I wanted to scream these moments of a life, unknown and that everyone makes fun of.
January 12, 2025 at 9:01 AM
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A fragment of a life in the flicker of a light. Hidden in a dark fog, she bore a name that all ignored. Hidden above our thoughts, she bore a name whose impact would have defied gravity. Pushed by the wind, the wake of a perfume carrying the hope of an eternal love.
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January 12, 2025 at 1:16 AM
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Tonight I have trouble sleeping.

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January 12, 2025 at 12:55 AM
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The streets of London hold memories of a forgotten heart. I never thought I could forget the day you loved me.

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January 12, 2025 at 12:40 AM