Take pictures of trips, families, boots, skis, fins, on a pony, on a board, on stage, at the top of the Rhune, down the avenue, fishing, pulling them, sorting them, looking at them, keeping them and thus not being able to tell us that we did not take advantage … After de-sorting, re-looking the personal archival photos… I have an urgent desire: to revive them… So I grab my tablet, my stylus and I pencil… I search, I turn, I return, in short I tinker … After a few tries and a few beers, I trace, I remove, I color, I pixelate, I matrix, I hide imperfections (as Maybelline, L’Oréal, Dior, Clinique or other Revlon have done before me). Yes, I lift the photo of mom of the 70s while leaving her authentic. So the question to 1 million: yes but for what purpose? So at first: no… In a second time: no better… In a third time: the display, the post office, the wall collage, the bugs in the wall, the fixed paste… I always liked the posters especially those of The Worlds Apart and 2Be3 in OK Podium and Star Club … but we move away from the subject… Though! That’s it, I found my thing: the poster, the faux-table, the accessible art … So sometimes you have to know how to open the old closets full of memories, good, bad often shameful … Look at them straight in the soles and say, “Yes, I listened to Alloy, the Spice Girls, the Backstreet Boys… and put what did I like!