GWENAëLLE SCORTA
Cloud 8

On a sunny afternoon, while I was lying in the hot Tahitian sun, I found myself looking at the sky. A beautiful, bright blue sky.

Shapes of clouds started to appear.

"Interesting," I said to myself.

But I didn't think twice. I just ran inside to the kitchen, collected a few household items, and started making illusion-like pictures.

I was alone in the house; all my roommates were out. I spent a few hours with the clouds, trying to give new meaning to everyday objects.

It was a blue-tiful day.

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