To the toads spawning in a muddy ditch; you’re beneath contempt.
To the dragonfly larva nearing the completion of your modest three year life cycle; you’re invisible.
To the oak sapling, whose parent remembers time before the industrial revolution; you’re in the way.
To the six hundred…
All images ?
Foire Internationale du Dessin
Poemas del río Wang
Le Divan Fumoir Bohémien
L'échappée (MP Nougaret)
Terre à terre
Planète sans Visa
Qu'est-ce que l'art (aujourd'hui) ?
Pedro de Alcantara
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