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Le Jardin des pensées

A building is never finished until something chose to grow on it.

The vine that didn't ask

The vine doesn't decorate the wall. It proceeds. The wall is secondary to its logic. The whole piece hums with the particular happiness of something alive doing exactly what it was made to do. "Nature is not decoration" It is the other architect. My drawings put both voices on equal terms.

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