I don't know why I try so much... During this night action, I had the pleasure to meet the Lituanian Cops. My last stencil was a suicide one, a provocation under video control. I need to touch the limit of this city...  Now I know how to act in the dark, silently. I will be a shadow, one who bring a touch of light in these auster walls. My desire is to push people to join me in actions! Public Space is our!   (Voir l'album "Street Intervention")

Arrivé au carrefour, le choix... Droite ou Gauche? La voie est pourtant toute tracée, le Code! Democratie... BIP... BIP...

Poch & Co.  La surveillance vous suit  à la trace, alertez vous, signalez le!  La ville de Lublin est à présent sécurisée contre la sécurité (par une 30aine de dispositifs  de surveillance des surveilleurs)   (Voir l'album "Watching You")

what a good new to heard about a parallel meaning of drawing room. Like a salloon, for stair, a transit place, made for an automatic movement (regular stair, continues path...) we proposed here a different aspect of this space, not try to stay not try to leave, just let it go, like it have to be. Now we can't stay, everybody, everythings are in movement, and finally nothing change, nothing involve us. We loose something, without knowing. This installation with drawing, picture, collage, tissu and earlgraving, is in a way of connexion. All elements are or try to be connected to others, sometimes it's weak, sometimes no. Sometimes dissapear, sometimes vomit on the floor. It's not easy to find balance in desiquilibrium times. Bodies and their connections make an epty network, where conscienceness doesn't exist.Only fragments, of what? A squeleton? A trace, a print of a passage? For Vaida and me, it was absolutly a link to a space and a act (here drawing) all fragments from this […]