In lost hours. March-April 2020 (in progress) – Confined in my Nantes apartment, I juggle with emotions: fear, anger, this feeling of uselessness and the hope of a renewal. I spend time observing the lights, the spring which arrives at my window and tries to find, by putting myself on stage or with nature, respecting the strict limit of my small 2 rooms, a little appeasement and poetry. – Nathalie Champagne
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