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Journal des Parques J-23

The preparation of the Fates is for me to live a whole life every day. It is to experience psychic death, so much one idea is dead to the next

The bus where the adventure and life of Christopher McCandless ended in solitude in 1992, brought to the screen in the film "Into the wild".

Journal des Parques J-24

It is human and tribal to have to be constantly reassured about one's membership in a community and the relative state of one's loneliness

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Genesis of "La Toison dort" by David Noir | Invitation to the first production meeting on June 6, 2005 | Graphic design © Philippe Savoir

Journal des Parques D-25

From the genesis of "La Toison dort" in 2005 to the creation of the "Parques d'attraction" in 2013: Worrying continuation in ideas or saving stubbornness?

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Marcelle Chantal and Jean Yonnel | AMOK (1934) | Directed by Fédor Ozep after Stefan Zweig

Diary of the Parks J-26

Even if it is dangerous to understand it literally, the Amok is nevertheless a phenomenon on which the being in search of itself must lean

Past or future, my Janus has nothing to offer | Self-portrait © David Noir

Journal des Parques J-27

I have nothing to offer that will satisfy you perfectly. Come: to see. Leave: without saying anything. Think about it : whatever you want...

Mouth and Torso | "Is the Body a Livable World?" | Self-Portrait © David Noir

Journal des Parques J-28

A livable world. In the experiment, I am my own guinea pig. You are free to choose a similar place. All are possible.

"How to intervene" | Self-portrait in search of identity | Drawing © David Noir

Journal des Parques J-29

Methodology of the Fates addressed to the public : incentives to play, temptation of possibilities, how to intervene... everything tends to push to the staging of oneself

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Diary of the Parks J-30

It is, when all that remains to my senses is the fleeting and deep trace like a gash, what I retain of a spectacle... or of a man: the preserved void.