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I found a piano in the basement of my building. I asked the landlord if he knew the owner. He told me it could be mine if I wanted to. I took it and placed it in my kitchen-living-bedroom. My fingers remembered me I knew some things about keyboards. Fancy childhood, piano lessons, music theory; everything just came to me as a brisk reminiscence.  So I started creating a melody; simple, with the accords that came up in that moment and just tried to record it with my phone. Here’s my last night creation.

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C’est comme ça que je vois the world, noyé in colours, it bouge in synchronisation, et dance in harmonisation, la beauté, the magic, l’amour, the happiness. I got it all back… I got it all back.

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Work in progress

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What is home? H O M E Just random letters, arranged together. For me, it doesn’t really mean anything. Are the human destined to have a material house. They can call home? Or can we also call the nature our habitat? I feel more like a world-dweller.

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Remember - Recognize - Remake - Reconstruct

I just started remembering these things I’ve been trying to forget. Why am I supposed to bring to mind all of this, that doesn’t even define me? Or does it? No, I am new. I am not the person life turned into. I want to believe I have the power to create myself too. If I can make art I can be whoever I want.

But it’s so hard to forget. I lost the two people who were supposed to guide me through life. Yes, life’s a bitch. It took my parents and I didn’t even understand it. I am not even sure I got to love them. Have I ever loved?

And it definitely didn’t stop there. Anonym people kept making decisions for me, delivering me like an outcast burden. Life kept throwing me into the black hole. A boarding school- she said- let’s ruin everything for him.

I just couldn’t do it. I was always the weird one, the eerie, the bizarre. So I left; I took an unauthorized furlough. I didn’t abandon, nor dessert, no, because I am not a quitter. I merely chose another path. I started the new journey.

However, this time, I picked out the destination by myself. I chose the new me and called it into existence as I wanted to.

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I am steadily unsteady, my body floats in a world of disequilibrium, I am a healthy lunatic, my mind is clear, the rest of me is not. Art runs through my veins like so much water. My fingers are numb, my hands suffer from vertigo...

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virtual being

painting with pixels the blank white emptiness of all colours the human eye can’t see

but if we don’t see it is it real?

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I took a walk outside today even though the weather was gloomy. The rain fell in a mist over the city and i took a deep breath of the fresh air.

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Onion Cake

This day I thought about what I could do for dinner. After a look into the food chamber I recognized that I had to much onions and I have to do something with it… At this moment I remembered eating a cake out of onions at a friend’s house, so I decided to try it out by myself. This is the outcome and it’s really delicious. Happy for the moment ☺☺☺

Recipe:

Make yeast dough and cut a lot of onions. Let the dough stay for about 1h and roll it out like pizza dough. Put the onions and bacon on top. Make a sauce with milk, eggs, butter and salt and add this to the onions. Then it needs just 30min in the oven by 200° e viola.

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Life is not a teacher, but the experience is one.