The wind rises... From your evanescence. I contemplate, haggard, the certainties of time. "The hurricane of their lives took all the pages" was taken on the Beagle Channel. In this world in suspense, a welcome wandering: to every heart hoping, life as horizon.
Historian, I lived a long time at the rhythms of ancient mythologies. A rare peregrination that, having allowed me to probe our imagination, nourishes today my profession as a writer and photographer. For me, exploring the world has always been synonymous with freedom: a suspension point that breathes the exhilaration of our inner confines. I have excavated in Kurdistan Region; practiced sambo in Moscow; or harvested tea in the prefecture of Kagoshima... This wandering is who I am: it is that interrupted discourse of which the hours, echoes of my vile darkness, reveal my sauroctone soul.