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
    Au plus fort de l’orage, il y a toujours un oiseau pour nous rassurer. C’est l’oiseau inconnu. Il chante avant de s’envoler.


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