ailleurs

elsewhere: it is here in the interior of the country where I was born, never far away. For a long time I have felt much more affinity with the animal, “the animal is like a country, it does not travel outside its home” (G. Aillaud), than with any tourist.
What the hell would I do for 15 days at 10,000 km? Mimic those who have already made their mark in photography, the Magnum celebrities? at a time when the planet is going to crash? this tourism (am an amateur, after all) is not for me, travel is not that...