Sometimes, after a long hard day at the beach, writing people and drinking iced "rosé", once returned at home, I need colors. True colors I'm telling, like the sun in the endless provençal blue sky, like those of my mediterranean sea. So, once at home, I open my (huge) photos files and I just focus on the flashiest clichés I saved. Of course, soon comes Miles Aldridge.
I'm fascinated by the intensity of his colors. I feel good, I feel free, happy, and full of energy after viewing.
So here is the great Miles Aldridge :