Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.

Louis Kahan
    L’homme n’est qu’une fleur de l’air tenue par la terre, maudite par les astres, respirée par la mort ; le souffle et l’ombre de cette coalition, certaines fois, le surélèvent.


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