hello I will not deny I am a
little bit nervous
if as if like me you watched
the early heads before you understand
why is that
as you know I’m blower
Glass talk especially in this
circumstances I am not very comfortable
Then I asked you to me
before I tell my story
if you’ll blow again
thank you
if you’ll let me start at
beginning
at this age I’m in Gabon
Africa
light here is what she expects
vibrate colors and feeds them
plants like nowhere else
I am a fascinated child in this
middle there are no shops or internet
no TV played is a
slingshot I crafted
like kids I go to villages
hunting fascinates me all the clouds
colors tastes
in 1985 my parents decided to
separate if one of the best years
of my life
I find myself in a new suburb
york with my grandmother with my father
my with my mother and my brother
and there I discovered the cold snow
Sign me my mother in a school
montessori which is like a school
hippies where the child is king
I spend my days doing
naps and dressing up
I fell in love with my teacher at the end of
my mistress the universe that I just
leave is that there
at this age I’m at the peak
sensorielle to my life
my mother one day in the cabin
garden facing a large window out
paper and paintings and there I
discovers something even more
incredible I remember as if
it was yesterday
the smell of paint in texture
fingers my mother smiling sun
shining outside and the traces of my
fingers on the paper on the paper I
will not deny that I lived
this year was this year
was great but go because it’s over
my parents decided to
rejoin
then I went back in africa little
after my arrival in Africa a
day in the kitchen my current
brother I fall into a glass cell
and I rip my arm
if the beginning of what I call
darkness for years
the following years
I discovered things I had
not discovered until I experience
things that disturbs me
the injustice of poverty the leprosy
malnutrition that environment
What I lived fascinated me
suddenly scares me sometimes time
time with my mother we cry is
too much for us right now
Besides my mother is taking a
depression that will last for years
my father is less there in
1993 my mother decided to leave us
she not return a year after it
my father he suffered an aneurysm will
never the same there dying to seven
years later and overnight I
Pi finds the nation repatriated
France and I am clueless
I lived in anger I lost
I’m white I’m black I feet
I have to bare shoes I
know at 18 I escapes
United States where I was
so happy and I discovered a
day after a light cane
this light that I lost during
so many years
at that time I did not know I know
I’ll be glassblower
my life now that I have
found that light I do not want
lose then I shop in shop
trip and I learned we do know that
language is a language in my
hands and matter since for
sublimate this light to go
end of my questioning and my
dialogue with this thing I
passionate and makes us live and
I vibrates I must learn to
talk to him then I become a craftsman
but the problems do not stop
then in 2001 I pass by the windshield
a car from the inside
outdoors
the window of the car tore my
paul gibert almost all my senses I
broken hips and ribs
In 2003 I lost my aunt to me
adopted for years after that
I fight against a poisoning and manic toc
Simani severe drug addiction
at the age of 31 I am visited by
cancer metastasized cancer a
skin cancer I have surgery
twice but you see throughout
that time I light I have this
incredible mesh material between
hands that saw fire living energy
and which has very specific rules
and if I want to express myself must
I learned their language and through
this language
I wish I survive I live
This material fascinates me
which is complicated at this point
is that I saw a craftsman is
not as simple as we imagine especially
glass-blower
I do not know if you know
many glassblower but there
has less and less and I realize
also during this trip that there
less of many craftsmen
materials of knowledge they
disappear anywhere that’s a
problem the society
I live is about to take away my
light through crafts
I discovered many things
because dealing with this problem actually
I look at the issue of
the craftsmanship is what it means to
crafts and why is there
today
then I do research in a
Richard Sennett book called
the craftsman I discovered that he craftsman
Long ago was the mainstay of
community
under the same roof
manage his studio creating and
the other side I think his family
not managing her family but you see
I want to say it was wise
in ancient Greece
artisans are middle class
high
they have enormous power finally for
large peak power elsewhere
today you can you see
when their creations therefore not
priceless
during this ancient idea is
asked by someone we all know
what is called Aristotle says that
because we think it is frustrated
made with a craftsman who considers
like a nag who works with
his hands and has a little too much
power in the society
he lives it says to push
creation must be separated by hand and
head that the craftsman is the designer
must be different people
I imagine that for someone
someone like me it’s complicated
Fortunately I have an ally is called
Plato who not long after
defend the concept finally the idea that
just to push the creation
his later must hand and
head is attached me this is what I
defend
see this is not an easy job between
I have a thousand hands over 1000
degrees a material that burns me me
claw brings me back every day to
reality things that are finished
everything has a beginning has an end
This material this knowledge allows me
to reconnect with the people who
I work that I show how
learn the language of Craft
So I share know-how
this journey into the world of the craftsman
crafts I rediscovered with this
dialogue that gets better and better
finally appointed increasingly fluid seen
we speak of the glass I rediscovered
I rediscovered sun in africa
I grew up with the colors
vibrant black skin on the
fog clouds
These large clouds which I spoke
I was little the fruit
vegetation
I just put this picture for you
understand that I work great
even winter snow I
discovered when I was 5 years see
through this language which is my knowledge
do in this world of artisans I
You acknowledge that my head and my hand I
know that my head in my hand
the world around me and stuff
makes sense and helps me every day
to live my dream for two years
s’cusez me
Another thing that fascinates me is
the universe that’s my version of the universe
the planets revolve around the
black if a table not very practical
it’s pretty cool two years ago
I had the chance to open my first
paris to workshop is a workshop
I have a window of 6 meters in glass
which we work and everyday I
can share my passion and my knowledge
do with the people in my neighborhood the
Wednesday afternoon at the exit
school all the little pass before
the Colts to the window and looks
big eyes and when I see it
small it reminds me and I say
always in ten years will be the twelfth
filled with glass blower
you will see the good news
is that these trades this way
work and express themselves are
disappearing but either
process of renewal
it is renewed many associations
there happily help society
the collective consciousness starts a little
to wake up
I think people are tired of
spend two hours ica and in
out without a trace of Le Mans
I think the people we all need
to reconnect with the objects
around us and we all need
the objects that surround us and
the mind
somewhere it is the job of
the artisan is to restore the spirit
objects
through this workshop I can
Parallel work in the world
luxury manufactured parts that even
I can not buy me I
blowing small glass for the people of
district
I can share my passion with
neighborhood children have expertise
show them that it is possible to
work with thin man in this
workshop I can I can live
others who turn to glass
and our expertise can
discover
even the little dog and he takes advantage
so in fact that’s my message is
quite simple in a world that follows
virtualizes increasingly in a world
following virtualizes more I
proposes that leaves more room
the idea of craftsmanship
the entire craft or hand and
head are related to humanity
may have a bit more light
in a world where the light is
threatened thank you
[Applause]
little bit nervous
if as if like me you watched
the early heads before you understand
why is that
as you know I’m blower
Glass talk especially in this
circumstances I am not very comfortable
Then I asked you to me
before I tell my story
if you’ll blow again
thank you
if you’ll let me start at
beginning
at this age I’m in Gabon
Africa
light here is what she expects
vibrate colors and feeds them
plants like nowhere else
I am a fascinated child in this
middle there are no shops or internet
no TV played is a
slingshot I crafted
like kids I go to villages
hunting fascinates me all the clouds
colors tastes
in 1985 my parents decided to
separate if one of the best years
of my life
I find myself in a new suburb
york with my grandmother with my father
my with my mother and my brother
and there I discovered the cold snow
Sign me my mother in a school
montessori which is like a school
hippies where the child is king
I spend my days doing
naps and dressing up
I fell in love with my teacher at the end of
my mistress the universe that I just
leave is that there
at this age I’m at the peak
sensorielle to my life
my mother one day in the cabin
garden facing a large window out
paper and paintings and there I
discovers something even more
incredible I remember as if
it was yesterday
the smell of paint in texture
fingers my mother smiling sun
shining outside and the traces of my
fingers on the paper on the paper I
will not deny that I lived
this year was this year
was great but go because it’s over
my parents decided to
rejoin
then I went back in africa little
after my arrival in Africa a
day in the kitchen my current
brother I fall into a glass cell
and I rip my arm
if the beginning of what I call
darkness for years
the following years
I discovered things I had
not discovered until I experience
things that disturbs me
the injustice of poverty the leprosy
malnutrition that environment
What I lived fascinated me
suddenly scares me sometimes time
time with my mother we cry is
too much for us right now
Besides my mother is taking a
depression that will last for years
my father is less there in
1993 my mother decided to leave us
she not return a year after it
my father he suffered an aneurysm will
never the same there dying to seven
years later and overnight I
Pi finds the nation repatriated
France and I am clueless
I lived in anger I lost
I’m white I’m black I feet
I have to bare shoes I
know at 18 I escapes
United States where I was
so happy and I discovered a
day after a light cane
this light that I lost during
so many years
at that time I did not know I know
I’ll be glassblower
my life now that I have
found that light I do not want
lose then I shop in shop
trip and I learned we do know that
language is a language in my
hands and matter since for
sublimate this light to go
end of my questioning and my
dialogue with this thing I
passionate and makes us live and
I vibrates I must learn to
talk to him then I become a craftsman
but the problems do not stop
then in 2001 I pass by the windshield
a car from the inside
outdoors
the window of the car tore my
paul gibert almost all my senses I
broken hips and ribs
In 2003 I lost my aunt to me
adopted for years after that
I fight against a poisoning and manic toc
Simani severe drug addiction
at the age of 31 I am visited by
cancer metastasized cancer a
skin cancer I have surgery
twice but you see throughout
that time I light I have this
incredible mesh material between
hands that saw fire living energy
and which has very specific rules
and if I want to express myself must
I learned their language and through
this language
I wish I survive I live
This material fascinates me
which is complicated at this point
is that I saw a craftsman is
not as simple as we imagine especially
glass-blower
I do not know if you know
many glassblower but there
has less and less and I realize
also during this trip that there
less of many craftsmen
materials of knowledge they
disappear anywhere that’s a
problem the society
I live is about to take away my
light through crafts
I discovered many things
because dealing with this problem actually
I look at the issue of
the craftsmanship is what it means to
crafts and why is there
today
then I do research in a
Richard Sennett book called
the craftsman I discovered that he craftsman
Long ago was the mainstay of
community
under the same roof
manage his studio creating and
the other side I think his family
not managing her family but you see
I want to say it was wise
in ancient Greece
artisans are middle class
high
they have enormous power finally for
large peak power elsewhere
today you can you see
when their creations therefore not
priceless
during this ancient idea is
asked by someone we all know
what is called Aristotle says that
because we think it is frustrated
made with a craftsman who considers
like a nag who works with
his hands and has a little too much
power in the society
he lives it says to push
creation must be separated by hand and
head that the craftsman is the designer
must be different people
I imagine that for someone
someone like me it’s complicated
Fortunately I have an ally is called
Plato who not long after
defend the concept finally the idea that
just to push the creation
his later must hand and
head is attached me this is what I
defend
see this is not an easy job between
I have a thousand hands over 1000
degrees a material that burns me me
claw brings me back every day to
reality things that are finished
everything has a beginning has an end
This material this knowledge allows me
to reconnect with the people who
I work that I show how
learn the language of Craft
So I share know-how
this journey into the world of the craftsman
crafts I rediscovered with this
dialogue that gets better and better
finally appointed increasingly fluid seen
we speak of the glass I rediscovered
I rediscovered sun in africa
I grew up with the colors
vibrant black skin on the
fog clouds
These large clouds which I spoke
I was little the fruit
vegetation
I just put this picture for you
understand that I work great
even winter snow I
discovered when I was 5 years see
through this language which is my knowledge
do in this world of artisans I
You acknowledge that my head and my hand I
know that my head in my hand
the world around me and stuff
makes sense and helps me every day
to live my dream for two years
s’cusez me
Another thing that fascinates me is
the universe that’s my version of the universe
the planets revolve around the
black if a table not very practical
it’s pretty cool two years ago
I had the chance to open my first
paris to workshop is a workshop
I have a window of 6 meters in glass
which we work and everyday I
can share my passion and my knowledge
do with the people in my neighborhood the
Wednesday afternoon at the exit
school all the little pass before
the Colts to the window and looks
big eyes and when I see it
small it reminds me and I say
always in ten years will be the twelfth
filled with glass blower
you will see the good news
is that these trades this way
work and express themselves are
disappearing but either
process of renewal
it is renewed many associations
there happily help society
the collective consciousness starts a little
to wake up
I think people are tired of
spend two hours ica and in
out without a trace of Le Mans
I think the people we all need
to reconnect with the objects
around us and we all need
the objects that surround us and
the mind
somewhere it is the job of
the artisan is to restore the spirit
objects
through this workshop I can
Parallel work in the world
luxury manufactured parts that even
I can not buy me I
blowing small glass for the people of
district
I can share my passion with
neighborhood children have expertise
show them that it is possible to
work with thin man in this
workshop I can I can live
others who turn to glass
and our expertise can
discover
even the little dog and he takes advantage
so in fact that’s my message is
quite simple in a world that follows
virtualizes increasingly in a world
following virtualizes more I
proposes that leaves more room
the idea of craftsmanship
the entire craft or hand and
head are related to humanity
may have a bit more light
in a world where the light is
threatened thank you
[Applause]
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