When I was a student, I loved a beautifull east girl, from vietnam.
Since this period, I always had an hope coming from that part of the world.
Thats why I read books of Confucius, Lao Zeu, etc...

I thing that somewhere, even if I never went there, I have a part of me in
theses countries.
I feel that my life is not completed here, a big part of my imagination gives me
the possibility to think as if I were an asiatic man.

Am I Mad ? May be !

(My last production - october 2007)... for the moment

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