Our identity (definition of identity : the fact of being who or what a person or thing is) is a story that we constantly construct and embellish in our mind. We can compare our mind to a machine that constantly produce stories. If we are capable to observe our mind we can see the stories we tell to ourselves. But among all these stories there is especially one very important which is"my story', the story that each of us has in his/her mind which is different from anyone else.
I am so happy! Exciting times this March! I will exhibit my video - 'Do you love yourself?' - plus three pictures in black and white, for the first time in Paris, with 20 more artists, organised by a young collective of artists, Hybride Action. The collective exhibition is called ANGST. Looking forward to it!! Hybrid Action puts the body as raw expression at the heart of social relations and makes it its political dimension for a more and real world. Hello people! I prese
Karoli is my seventh stranger. He replied to my advert on Internet . He come from a small town, from Hungary. He lives in London since 20 years, and he works as a builder and decorator. He has many clients and he feel satisfied. He owns his own company and he has a wife. She comes from Asia. She is small, lovely and very young. When first I met him, she was pregnant, they were expecting a daughter, he was becoming father. He was deadly happy. Karoly is a 45 years old man, h
"Nothing is a coincidence . Everything you are experiencing is meant to happen exactly how it's happening. Embrace the lesson and be grateful." The same coincidence can create wonderful stories or terrible confusion but, at the very end every image contains a unique story, that will remains forever. I met Gabriel. He is an artist, suffering of mental illness, with a very harsh story behind. I was introduced to him by my Israeli friend Assaf, who was working as a volunteer at