I’m Isabelle. I don’t know where I am from, not even exactly my age. I’m just a girl learning how to live differently every day. I am a traveller. I like visiting places and collecting mémoires. I’m inspired by everything around me. I love nature. The millions of particles of life. We are nature, we only need to understand how to get so close to it. Inside it. It’s only me and my camera, catching little pieces of life combined together. When I shoot, I get inside a new world through the lens. I feel I am different. I like being alone. I like feeling happy. I like feeling sad. I don’t want to be influenced, I need to follow my path and discover what’s hidden in me. I love books. I love that feeling you have when you open those old pages at random, being touched by history. Smelling memories, getting lost inside stories. Searching for the most particular detail in the middle of a big archive. Being carried away by the sound of those papers. Constantly discovering. I am used to dream. I dream of magic places, of standing on watching landscapes, forest and embracing the sun.
Don’t stop yourself. Go over your limits. Make your research richer every moment. Don’t follow any rule, don’t use any map, get lost and breathe every new corner, as it would be the most interesting one. Follow your passions. Walk everywhere. See everything. Feel yourself. My name is Isabelle and I feel very lucky to be the person I am. I collected so many mémoires in my life and thanks to them now I’ve learnt many lessons of life. I won’t never stop doing this. Never. I found my mission and it’s important for me to keep this going on.
Now I’m going to close my diary, with tons of feelings. I’m not quite sure it is the best thing to do, I still feel that something is missed, maybe someone, someone able to share what’s inside my soul. But I will just follow the natural flow of life. Forever.”
This short French film embodies all that I’ve been meaning to communicate since…well, since a long, long time. Chances are, I am not alone in relating to the poetic narrative, so I figured it would be a nice thought to share with whomever comes across it. Perhaps one day I too will find a highway for my own thoughts and share them with a willing listener.
In the meantime, my name is Carla and I feel very lucky to be the person I am.