"May He who is perhaps dilate the heart of man to the measure of all life".

L’Oeuvre au noir (1968); Marguerite Yourcenar

There are moments when I feel sedentary. Moments with well-defined edges. These are often the ones that give rise to souvenir photos, images that can be shared... 

Some things change - some things stay the same, ...

This sentence was written in a brochure of a company I worked for some years ago. For me, it had a lot of truth in it and it still resonates today... 

My exchange experience in Belgium is undeniably marked by my residency at the Josefa Foundation, which represents a renewed approach to migratory phenomena, assertively positioning itself against the often stigmatised and tendentiously homogenising perception... 

« On est ensemble »
A toi, Jean-Louis, très cher et grand ami,

"...In the beginning was exile. The child comes into the world a stranger to himself and to others. Birth can thus be seen as a first exile.

The child comes into the world unfinished, he is born marked by incompleteness. He is even the most incomplete of the living, potentially subject to a fundamental distress.

In the beginning, therefore, separation and exile, incompleteness and distress... "

"...For me, as a scientist, I say to myself, it's crazy how we have evolved! After all, man is the result of a natural evolution, his brain undergoes a natural evolution, his curiosity, his culture, language, it is a natural evolution of man. So we can't stop that; it's part of our natural evolution. But, at the same time, our evolution also goes against natural evolution by blocking migrations, by destroying our ecosystems of which we are a part..."