In the center of Paris, but my heart belong to Sartrouville, parisian west suburb.
A concrete wall with broken glasses at its top, in a small, wild island in Vendée. Finding it was like finding a treasure…
Work is more important than fame, isnt’it?
Fame, of course.
Yes, why not.
Sorry, no heroes!
No regrets, never.
Or good choice?
Mimi & Ponpon, the cats of my lovely grandmother, and Oscar, my dog when i was a kid.