Alive
When I was a child, I loved collecting paper. Wherever we went, if there was a brochure or something, the thicker and more colourful the better, it had to come with me.
Periodically, my mother, more for reasons of practicality and tidiness, ordered me to clear out the bulging drawers full of valuable information. No, several decades down the road, I find myself doing that.
But with collecting comes seeing, and so, it comes as no surprise when, during the course of the week, I observe, hear and collect impressions of what some of you actually did.
We start with Nathalie.
