Raw materials

Raw Art  ? or Rough World ?      

Just some flowers under the rain  ...   hail, projectile, water ... according to .

What can I yell to that time !

This era that lives in the backyard of its judgment.

this era which devours lives

closes borders

and obscures its deaths

but Death is healthy.
His spears like those of Ucello's battles target us all

and the unknown soldier has joined the “sleeper of the valley” > Arthur Rimbaud' poem

  When one wants to be clearer, more transparent: firm and supportive bridge of dreams.

and further : Poster of NO, show you NO