Nothing Acts #3 2019

I am trying to push a mass on the edge of a hill in the vicinity of Saint-Maurice who was a Coptic soldier in the Roman Empire troops while he had been in a mission to Switzerland he has been killed, him and all his company for refusing to give up their Christian faith and

While I am mimicking Sisyphus and his rock, but foiling the tension once again by the lightness of my burden - “stone” which will not cease to escape of hands, a loss of control of a gesture that leads to a dance. In short, a happy Sisyphus.