Kyoto, Japan. In this path lined with rose bushes, the air is saturated with the sparkling perfumes of the widely blooming flowers. Hidden at the end, the entrance of a Japanese garden, surprising of minerality, and where, stones, gravel and wood draw the path of the life. A pretense of deprivation that opens the way to an inner journey. As if suspended between two worlds, the spirit is elsewhere. In search of enlightenment.
