rupture
The true individual venturing out of his isolation room, faints on contact with the air. He refuses to be legibly embodied in his words and deeds...
Attempted social evasion | There's no room for social chatter here. Not even on a good morning. And that's just as well.
Artists die like so many other endangered species. Their territories are restricted, their voices are discreetly silenced.
Sometimes it's painful... necessarily painful, referential icons. And sometimes in spite of them. All dogma stinks; not all people.
The civilization of the individual is a personal act that leads him to question his own situation between savagery and the "product" of culture.
Demanding, demanding, demanding | A look at the declinations at the root of an artistic involvement in the creation of projects
That I am forced to compromise and I cast off for other skies, sad, but consistent with my desire for autonomy.
Appearance exists, I've met it. At any time, in any place, at any time of my life. Friends, lovers, partners, acquaintances, family...
Adult, your world is a mistake from start to finish. You have been wrong and always will be. In doing so, you are dragging us, those of us who do not want to be part of your world.
We have the opportunity to give our lives another meaning. This margin of freedom is called art. This is where Mr. Hyde comes to the aid of the frightened Dr. Jekyll...
