A poem about waiting inscribed on a latex tube. Growing installation.

Appeared in the shred Tension in the installation Maison in june, the shred Ficeler in the installation Maison in july and the shred Ficeler and a performance in the festival Les Voix qui Portent in july.

A room that hosts Sabine.

Sabine hides her childhood dolls under her bed. She says that, one day, they will plan a big supper, during which she will ask those who are wearing blue why they always appear in her dreams.

A face of Khouloud’s.

A throwback to my arrival to France after I left Lebanon. Wandering around the photos and the poems arouse the vertigo from adjusting from one emotional state to another.

A room in which Joud remains.

Joud makes paper planes. One of them flew further than 10m. She sometimes makes paper boats. She says that those fly better than her planes, but that she would not dare throw them.

Two photo series entitled: racines (roots) et feuille (leaf).

Exposing one obliges fracturing the other. The book is sealed on both ends, the reader must make a choice to;
unbind the pages to access the serie feuille
or
cut the foredge to access the serie roots

Book of intaglio prints of multiple states of a plate. They are accompanied by a poem. The two relate an encounter with a stump which happened during a stay in the countryside. Daily, I walked back and forth the stump, drawing it on my copper plate.

Unfired earthenware bottles which abide by crevices. Sometimes they hold a message.

Appeared in June in the shed Disparu.e.s of the installation House and in July in the shred Disappeared of the House installation.

Autofiction in prose that relates my process of creation. It expands on two layers; the first narrative gives a voice to a still consciousness contemplating its room. Buried voices emerge from objects scattered in its surroundings. The second layer explores these voices.

Book which narrates a Monday.