Just before the sun disappears behind the hills I notice Ariane in the
audience. It was three days ago that I last saw her – here at the
theatre festival. I tell her that I would like to photograph her. “Yes,
great”, she says. We go down to the water. She knows that I am going to
make a flipbook of her. She lets her hair down. She tells me that she
hates her freckles because she thinks that they look like spots.
Girls with Freckles, Zurich, 2003