The sky has been a catalyst for everlasting worship, perennial dreams and endless imagination.
Since I was a child, the sky has been a reminder of our inherent humility but also of us belonging to a magical universe, supposedly because I learnt from an early age how vulnerable humans were.
After his death, I used to talk to my father by adressing the sky to give myself some strength and company.
Until now, when I am far from everyone and feeling lonely, I look at the sky. It still gives me an impression of being closed to loved ones, safe and connected to the rest of the world.
Divine Temper gathers aerial photographies of the sky in South-East Asia, 2016.