Voilà ce sur quoi je travaille ces derniers jours. Le temps me manque. Mais je parviens à donner à cette image quelques minutes de temps en temps.
Un autre arbre. Je l'espère devenir assez grand pour me servir d'arbre généalogique. A chaque bras, un ancêtre. Atlas soutenait le ciel, je me contenterais de ses étoiles, même les plus ternes.
Here's what I'm working on these days. I don't have much time. I can only work on this image a few minutes at the time.
Another tree. I hope I will be able to make it my genealogic tree. Hanging to every arm, an ancestor. Atlas was holding the sky on his shoulders. I will only have its stars, and not the shinniest ones.
Un autre arbre. Je l'espère devenir assez grand pour me servir d'arbre généalogique. A chaque bras, un ancêtre. Atlas soutenait le ciel, je me contenterais de ses étoiles, même les plus ternes.
Here's what I'm working on these days. I don't have much time. I can only work on this image a few minutes at the time.
Another tree. I hope I will be able to make it my genealogic tree. Hanging to every arm, an ancestor. Atlas was holding the sky on his shoulders. I will only have its stars, and not the shinniest ones.
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