Gueules de Bois / Wooden Faces
The idea, more than ever to defend the forest, to re-examine ourselves, to let the imagination open up to us as long as our forests don’t burn…
I discovered “an eye” as we say in photography and I let this eye travel the realistic or surreal paths by which I go. Poetry taking a part in my approach, I crossed the border.
Look at the trees… They are looking at you!!!
And from then on, poetry will allow you to see all that you do not see.
Joel Hauet (Adagp 1043270)
