The Opera Of Alcor
Enoch tells the homeland of the gods: Alcor, Ursa Major
Enoch tells the homeland of the gods: Alcor, Ursa Major
So many things you can see in the beautiful eyes of a cat!
This bet on the existence of God seems childish today …
A poem by Charles Baudelaire and paintings by Thomas Cole, The Voyage Of Life
Enoch suffers his punishment without understanding anything, until …
At that time, there were lightning plants all around the globe. On these plants, thunderstorms never stopped.
You, Enoch the Rogue, you have behaved like a boor. I banish you from the living of the gods.
A sublime poem and photos no less beautiful … Thank you Henri Michaux and Ludmilla Zahno!
To live as a warrior supposes constraints. Here are some shortcuts …
A religion of the poor that starts on the markets to finish in the gold of the Vatican.
I, Enoch, born Aorn son of Thyan the hunter, I land on the fourth island that is populated by giants.
Requiescant In Pace.