When I was a child, I discovered a magic garden as I was playing alone. I gave birth to worlds made of stellar dust concealedly from the others and I was living for little in them! I searched in order to find an old map that would show me “the precise point†where I should dig up in order to find the treasure that had be hidden by the pirates of the past… I did not find a map, but as long as seeking it, I discovered a lot of treasures that vibrated all my senses…
"We Are Our Memories"
"The Spirits of The Sanatorium"
"Paris"
