Greffes
texts written in white ink on fallen branches which are then grafted into trees
2020 – present
Jardin du Luxembourg (Paris 6ème)
2019
Cimetière du Montparnasse (13ème Div., Paris 14ème)
2021
Petites Pièces
Words, thoughts, poems, written on coins and left in public…
in this vale of tears, where everything has its place, its rank, all is a question of value
2018 – present
Panthéon (5émé) 2019
pont du Carrousel (1er) 2019
Pain Proust
feeding À la recherche du temps perdu, by Marcel Proust, to birds
(Jardin du Luxembourg) Paris, France
2011 - present
“It is in moments of illness that we are compelled to recognize that we live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom, whole worlds apart, who has no knowledge of us and by whom it is impossible to make ourselves understood.”
(M. Proust)
Birds sing because they have nothing to read
Here, and no further
the perimeter of 1 km (that was our limit of freedom during the Covid confinement in the spring of 2020) traced in chalk. (in collaboration with M.White)
Beg-Meil, France, spring 2020
