petit mort

‘in French, there is a phrase – petit mort, or ‘little death’ – that alludes to the orgasm.

for me, photographing is like this.
I am a pack of nerves while waiting for the moment, and this feeling grows and grows and grows and then it explodes, it is a physical joy,
a dance, space and time reunited. yes! yes! yes! yes! like the end of joyce's ulysses.

to see is everything.’

henri cartier-bresson