As far as I can remember, I always took train...using it to discover most of countries I visited...At some moments in my life, it was like a second home for me...a place I spent hours to think, to imagine...
To be in a train is very different than to be in a car, a bus, a plane. In a train, armchairs are not all turned in the same direction...Windows are always reflecting the inside like mirrors...And then, the train becomes a theater place...mix of reality and fantasm...
There is a very interesting way about how people interact in a train...directly, in thoughts, from glances...
The biggest part of my concept of artwork about eyes was build during train trips...but it is about a very long story it would take me too long to explain there now...something like a story about my life...
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