Self-portrait in the shape of a ruin
I'm testifying from where I am. As a good archaeologist, I create my own ruin. The loneliness of the fields of childhood is not the same as the loneliness of the fields of adulthood.
abysmal joke
The nth degree of puns and jokes will always have more credence and depth in my eyes than seriousness of mind and its colossal pretension.
I'm testifying from where I am. As a good archaeologist, I create my own ruin. The loneliness of the fields of childhood is not the same as the loneliness of the fields of adulthood.
Scrap is a performance that addresses the areas of the feminine in all of us, wishing nevertheless not to understand the mysterious depth of all the holes
Human barricade and hoarse lament, the wild childhood finds refuge in the boy, who hides behind a man, finally hiding under the beast.
Photographic settings and self-portraits of David Noir made for the performance "Scrap, le féminin dans tous ses états".
On the occasion of the creation of the Parques d'attraction, Any Tingay, Anne Dreyfus and I are invited to stay a full night at the Hotel Paradoxe
Call for participation from visitors who are not afraid to put on their outfit, ball gown or animal skin and still know how to play impudently with themselves.
Theatre, wandering creature, eternally dying, adrift, floating in its sea of excrement like a cacochymous whale
Visitors who are happy to undress or put on panoplies, ball gowns or animal skins are expected to inhabit "Les Parques d'attraction"!
I write with my dick and sign a taste trick. Cocoa idol, my phallus becomes edible for those who can suck its meaning.
Magnificent arrogance of an ordinary hero: Live to get hard and enjoy the world! "Suck it, this is my cock! Drink, this is my sperm! »