Coco Tassel

Sylvain is a farmer. His fields, in line with the glysophated trend, surround the small island of greenery where my old but valiant mother has lived for decades. Two visions of agriculture, landscape and the world unfold in reality and in music.

Virginia Woolf wrote that one needed a room of one's own to create. Today, is it a place, a right, or a privilege? With Nedjma, Anaïs, and Lola, I film. I observe them. But that’s not all.