We push the door of the workshop at Pré-Saint-Gervais and we are caught up in the spirit of the place.
A poetic breath that puts time on hold, that orders each object - the seeds lined up on the wall like a hunting trophy - that puts simplicity in everything.
Antique furniture, sometimes rescued from the street, placed there like thrones.
Works, as light as the dandelion egrets that compose them, put a half tone of color on the light walls.
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Outside, absolute calm on a Saturday at the gates of Paris.
A black bike, tidy, for this artist who makes each crossing of the city a walk, each roundabout a picking, each palisade a deposit of discoveries, these wild grasses that he calls “forgotten grasses
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A huge polar bear whose fur is only white dandelion wings overlooks the second space of the workshop where crushed olive pits dry after oil extraction
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