STAY (FOR ANNA)

As the cruiser tried his mighty way to cross over the brazen waves of a tumultuous Ébrié lagoon and cruised by a redish blurry anchorage, I took this photograph taken at a time in my life when relationships of various types were evolving, growing, muting or ending one way or another, the most important of them being the one I had with his mother while she was ailing. This picture symbolically calls for her not to go even though she cannot be held anymore, she’s already going. Two months later, she would be gone forever.