The turning point of the session happens on the tower’s terrace.
From there, the landscape opens completely.
Marshes, intersecting roads, open space in every direction.
That’s when I suggest something simple.
Going down. Running on the road below. Being far away. Very far from me.
I stay above. They are below.
Distance becomes physical.
The couple almost disappears within the frame.
This image, often mistaken for an aerial photograph, is not one.
It tells something else entirely.
It captures the moment when Alexis stopped thinking about the camera.
When Marion and Alexis found themselves alone, truly alone, despite the session.
It took several attempts.
Waiting for cars to pass.
Anticipating traffic.
Adjusting timing.
On the third try, Alexis burst out laughing.
Marion grabbed his hand and they ran without me asking.
At that moment, they were no longer “doing a photo session.”
They were just themselves.
That’s precisely when something shifted.
Distance freed the couple.