The image still of oneself and others is like music, like harmony, it cannot be commanded, it is decided and cannot be redone. My identity, the identity of others, like magnificent diasporas… AWARDS 2024: Silver medal 🥈 in the artistic …
"Living" To love life is a matter of choice. Aren't we bruised slaves of time, which reminds us of our existence every day? Isn't there the weight of years and our sometimes vanished dreams, which shatter our most beautiful desires to fly …