is love our pornography ? so many pictures passing by pixelazied by our own story this story a reflecting one ? depends on how u are free to love. free free to go out of how it’s usually described if the one u care about looks like the other one on the street there is a mistake u are another in an other place and in another state no answer, we are just looking for the right question how can we say i love you, if we can’t accept to hate it hate that love, the one who is our trap, i guess giving too much is the best way to get lost again vanish your memory please
Paris, I’m on the subway, I think about my cousin who is in Brussels, I think about my girlfriend, about madness, shifts… I’m looking for a place in this structure, I’m really looking … Then I escape from my thoughts and make an experi-mental film.