974 Represents!

My blooding lava roots...
I just want to remind all the good things, the good moments and the special persons I love to have in my life.
My little bro. So far away from our waves, but riding the snow, studing how built respecting nature.
"Apocalypseboy" and all the night with Harry Potter books in my hands for him, loud and clear (ah ah ah!).
My teenage time, Little Pea inside!
My Lullaby story...
The crazy moments we passed together.
The campfires on the beach.
The signs's game! Mine, the butterfly...
The beer, the sound: particulary the Z'ears and Backstroke (I don't forget I've a Kenny Sweater to sew for my favorite bassist...)
The Evilways production.
Danse en l'R Cie... who opened me inside, movements germinated in me again.
Zée... my little wind.
"The unusual", what it made us hot head.
And it was not finished!
Art is life!
Mumu! His fucking style hidden behind a lot of freshness.
I think this wall waiting to be dressed by us. And I wish there would be others!

The waves. The forest. The vulcan.

For who made me bleed, especially my tattooists.
I draw, I draw, I draw...
I dream of THE machine.

And so many people I love. I take care when beautifull links vibrate.

For who blood to the rythm of Earth.
Mother Earth shakes us all...

I never said something like this before, but I have to do.