“The reign of adventure is over […] There is no more space
on the beaches, no more space on the overwhelming roads,
no more space in the car, no more space in the the growing
termite mound of our cities.We have to end up somewhere else.”

 X, 1981.

As I write these lines, my mind is going off the rails.
wonderful. I am about to drop off this letter and my backpack on
along the railroad voices that border the old world, at the entrance of
the underground tunnel of our feelings and experiences, which I hope
will lead me, somewhere else. This act will have no other meaning
than the one you will wish to give him, he may be perceived as a
bonus on board simple invitation to travel and it is one in sum, only
according to me its integral apprehension requires two things. The
first is to your the weight of our intrinsic packaging and the
material goods resulting from it to thus keep only the essential part of
this that moves you, what you’ll always need. The second is not to
leave only one clue of your departure, the other tracks will follow and
I don’t think we should worry about that.
I rediscover the journey, without geographical or cultural consideration,
now the change of scenery will be limitless, total, even if I hope
so local. Anonymous high-speed train passenger, I feel the need
to settle down again, to take the time.
I rediscover the journey, without geographical or cultural consideration,
now the change of scenery will be limitless, total, even if I hope
so local. Anonymous high-speed train passenger, I feel the need
to settle down again, to take the time.
Although, always very attached to the discovery and exploration
of territories new, I find myself feeling more simply the
desire for an anchoring to take part in a neighbourhood life and
feed her. Indeed after six years of a colourful journey along the
railway voices of In Europe, taste is no longer there. The one
who is only passing through gets tired sometimes to observe
and understand but time passes and nothing is created, the
journey is not entertainment or even an adventure, but it is a
philosophy, lifestyle.
Despite all the time spent very quickly along the tracks, everything
seems possible but the rail is misleading. Although our
thoughts travel at the speed of the desire, the train doesn’t care.
Forced heritage of the industrial era it is at the same time a necessary
technical cog for the merchant society because it makes
the links between its golden ruins that are called cities.
Because he transports and distributes raw materials and consumer
goods but also people, mostly technocrats. But in the digital
age the train is fundamentally outdated and will soon be
I’d take it, convinced of its poetic potential.
would make my emblem, all he’ll have left is his speed, that he
kept it. Although very friendly with disorder, I feel for the first
time in my life the need to find, the time can be a year, some
stability I’ve fled so much in the past. Not that of employment,
money or any other lost cause that would tend now locking us
into an empty, selfish, dehumanized routine. But on the contrary,
the one which, considered on a planetary scale, is a and which allows us, not without effort, to exchange, to share, to build. I don’t have to run from it anymore, too, because it’s the one that allows us to project us, and who, when we know the deadline, is indispensable personal and collective development. For all this I need a place, that of our daily lives within a given fixed space,a place ephemeral and free, probably a squat. But also a group, perhaps by force of circumstance, but whose collective energy will surely allow us to experiment, to create, to share. 

So here I am on my way to Nantes, we are in October. This is not a return to zero but a new beginning, indeed for the first time I know where I’m going, all I have to do is find the who will team up with me.

Reflection on the identity of the group, mixing different information that
allows the precise identification of a group of people. Questioning around
age, pose, sex, clothing or any other distinctive sign that would allow us to
understand what brings these people together in the same photo and on the
contrary what would tend to separate them from another group.