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Quand j'étais parmi mes abeilles mésopotamiennes, je pensais toujours à combien les choses avaient changé.

	Jacob's yeux are hidden by sombre glasses. Bees float in devant of his visage , with bleu in the background. He's in the placeless place, under the ciel , or on a studio set, standing in devant of a giant bleu backdrop... a couleur made to disappear, and so used by image technologists to yank subjects from the living terre , and place them against any imaginary background, here to Mars to Rome to your intestines. Or just turn where you are into someplace else, exactly the same but totally different.

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Jacob's eyes are hidden by dark glasses. Bees float in front of his face, with blue in the background. He's in the placeless place, under the sky, or on a studio set, standing in front of a giant blue backdrop... a color made to disappear, and so used by image technologists to yank subjects from the living earth, and place them against any imaginary background, here to Mars to Rome to your intestines. Or just turn where you are into someplace else, exactly the same but totally different.