Black Moon, Christine Delory-Momberger.

Black moon, rising in the firmament of a rise towards eternity. At the bedside of the night watches a light, a solitary halo, guardian of my mother's deserted bed. She is there now, on the other side of the sky, she was her path. Her diffuse presence becomes secret, a subtle evanescence, it slides through the infinity of time. The opalescence of a fragile dawn breaks delicately, the day will soon be here. Black moon tells in images and texts the journey to the heart of an intimate capsized by the death of a mother, from the blue hour that precedes the night to the dawning dawn where the world gently takes on the colors of life.

Black Moon is the last opus of the “Memory Cycle” (after Exiles/Reminiscence And Going deeper into the forest )

Part 1/2: At the end of life. Collection of 20 poetic texts, written in journal form.

Part 2/2: And after. Opening with the text (prose), followed by the series of 34 photographs