MARC POLLINI
My Sea

They are born and disappear with disconcerting ease. They belong to a changing and malleable world. They are inconsistent and ambivalent, and trace a dotted path across the seas, milestones in the vastness of the ocean. Lands conducive to fantasies and utopia, they exert a powerful fascination, cultivating for those who inhabit them a circumscribed identity, determined by its contours and the way in which the sea becomes a shield surrounding its shores, protecting - although not always - its inhabitants. They are mobile like a drifting buoy.
These are the islands.
I am an islander, like all the islanders of the world we leave with the sea. My island is Corsica, a small island in the middle of Mediterranean Sea.
Like all the islands of all the seas of all the océans, surrounded by water and traditions.
This photo is the first one about a series "My Sea"

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