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
    Et je tendis la main en attendant
Au fond des jours des nuages des jardins
La neige fondre entre tes cils
Les oiseaux entrer dans les arbres
Le ciel se séparer des eaux
Que tu me touches.


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