This snake moves across sandy cracks
If it seems to flee the sea, it's because it was born of it
And its green scales ooze salt water
secretly await the original moult
Original text by Marco Hukenzie
In the Baie de Somme, everything is graphic, compositional, material, instant color.
Sun, wind and rain decide the hue of sand and water: stone gray, topaz, jade, lactescent... A magical slate, the tide creates works of art, then erases them to create new ones.
Marc Chesneau's photos invite us to play a child's game similar to that which gives shape and life to clouds. From the sky, we contemplate a land and sea with strange or familiar graphics, but always delightful and constantly renewed.
Never has the photographer's desire to freeze the ephemeral in order to keep a trace of it been more justified than in the Baie de Somme.
