« I like to hear you tell me that the world is music whose notes we share.
Those who resonate with grace and delight.
The ones that pierce with rage and fright.
And finally, those who utter the cry of abandonment and pain.
There are also memories and promises.
I like to hear you talk about the quintessence of love.
So I follow you, here and there.
Our walk begins through the seasons. Our senses no longer betray us and we no longer lie. »
Charlotte Lapalus
72 pages. Impression offset, couverture en lin. 

Tempête après tempête - Rebekka Deubner
Blaclywall by Sihab Baik - Claude Closky
Baron - Richard Kern
La peinture c'est comme les pépites - Pierre Yves-Hélou + Tirage
Un essai sur la typographie - Eric Gill
Image Canoë - Jérémie Gindre
Pectus Excavatum - Quentin Yvelin
Radio-Art - Tetsuo Kogawa
Denver Mosaic 1961 - René Heyvaert
Darkest Night - Joel Van Audenhaege
Saint Julien l'hospitalier Tome 1 - Claire Pedot
Le corps travesti - Michel Journiac
Talweg 6 - La distance
akaBB - tribute to Roni horn
Sous mes semelles - Anaïs Lapel, Gaspard Kasimir
MegaOctet Verbateam
Der Erste Rotkehlchen - Le livre 











