Here are some objects the family Duval brought to Argentina in 1943, fleeing Nazi France.
I am back in Buenos Aires. But my mind is still in Antarctica.
The way back has been pretty adventurous, because of the bad weather. But I feel fulfilled by this amazing adventure. My everyday life and casual environment seem a bit weird after this experience.
This one-a-time life experience is still unfolding as it has had a big influence on my artistic work, as a photographer and videographer.