The first day I arrived at the house, I was tired by my bus journey and went to bed early…
I was woken up at 3 o’clock in the morning by the flatmates I had not met: they banged on my door and i soon discovered that they were drunk. One was even more plastered and louder than the other, he was also the cutest. I decided not to hold grudges.
The next morning, i discovered he had a girlfriend,a fat and jolly pimpelled girl…
I decided he wasn’t that cute.
Sometimes, you need to let go.
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One night, we went dancing in Moseley, in a village near Edgbaston. I was really please, it was going to be a salsa night.
But once we arrived there, it seems I was the only one to be happy about it. No one was dancing… John gave me the explaination:
“we are not drunk enough”.
> Installation d’après les photos du projet “Extrait” :
Le mois de Novembre 2001 approche et la galerie Paris Project Room me contacte pour faire une exposition.
J’accepte et je fixe la date d’une courte exposition -performance de trois jours, du 5 au 7 novembre.
Je demande à un pâtissier d’imprimer ces douze photos sur du […]
