This time we move to my home country in a splenditly reastaured barn with a pleasent panorama on the sweet lake of Zurich. It's called "Kulturplatz Wellenberg" what means "Cultural space of the wayvy mountain". Not far from there i have passed my first 20 years of obedience.

For this exhibition I have called Valentin Aren for envigouring purpose, my chap ever since high scool. We have studied art together in the 80's in Paris. A grate reunion!

Some impressions:

entrée ma flotte des migrants


les oeufs

 ma BD

 les bagatelles