atelier à-la-freyche

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The haze takes from the guts. The immensity of the space around blurs my mind. Following the old times roads,
I wander from pavilion to pavilion. The nature appeals me more than the cosmetic artifice. Each of its pieces seem
magnetic and sacred: we could be lost for days, that we would never discover all the secrets of this land.

Geneva, 2012

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