THE COCKROACH BY MARTIN HEIDEGGER

An anguished little cockroach named Martin goes on an adventure in Heidegger's body. On the edges of the kidney, in a universe of ribs and flesh populated by fanatical ants, machines gone mad and poetic verses, who will be able to tell him why he exists? In the press “Philosophy as anxyolite is morning, noon and evening. » Chat The author: Doctor of philosophy and writer, Yan Marchand lives in Brest, a beloved city whose architecture, according to him, offers the immense advantage of learning to die. The illustrator: A graduate of the illustration section of Decorative Arts in Strasbourg, Matthias Arégui lives in Lyon, where he draws pretty little cockroaches. 64p. - 14 x 21cm