Something went wrong with the american Dream. Dreams collected in a garbage bin. Crushed bits of colored papers. You could feel/guess they were showing american landscapes and life excerpts. Samples of the Dreams. Old and new. If you know the artist, if you know some of his works, specialy those he developped after a few stays in the States… You might recognize, in a different mood, similarities with different versions of WET DREAMS.

What was once witty and exciting if now discarded in a bin where you can only recollect traces of nostalgia. Make america great again, say's he.

Make Europe great for ever say's we. A matter of plain or crushed papers. Panama papers ? Numeric bin ? Behaviours bin ?

Crushed dreams to reactivate.     © Didier Bay