The little reason in my meadow
The texts are the blades of grass and the grasses of my mental meadow. They grow anarchically and intertwine in a tight weave.
infinite writing
A poetic proliferation of synaptic connections in order to cover with a muffled coating the foundations of a developing mental universe
The texts are the blades of grass and the grasses of my mental meadow. They grow anarchically and intertwine in a tight weave.
What's going on inside OTO's head? Probably nothing, air and fluid movement. Contradictory but never chaos.
Strip teaser or drawn bander, another way of saying what I have to say, showing what I have to show, in boxes and bubbles.
Desolate cave my room is a sink where infernal animals are constantly swarming, where the masses of the crickets of the subway are striding...
What is going on in OTO's head? Probably nothing, just movements of air and fluids. Contradictory, but never chaos.
OTO is a fictional, even friction character. He's what's going on in his head before he even conceives it.
18 postcard models drawn for the Scrap performance created at the Generator on May 5, 2014 with Christophe Imbs and David Noir
Concept of a heterogeneous comic book format designed for the Scrap performance created at the Generator on May 5, 2014 with Christophe Imbs and David Noir
The maps I draw up represent my body, a body that is ultimately the same for everyone. I turn around, turn around, I'm back to square one.
A new free and raw blog, as a necessary refuge for the written word. A little secret but not stuttering and spontaneously readable for anyone who would like to come there.