I do some research on intelligence, it's called AI but I don't like the "Artificial" in it, that's all what it is not, artificial. I do this as a freelance for video game companies, but first to satisfy my curiosity.
I'd like to quit this job but it’s complex. It’s not like “becoming a full-time writer”. I am writing all the time, compulsively or more relaxing, in a trance or casually.
Of course a part of the reason why I am not “a” writer is because I suffer procrastination, thus I am still working on my first book. But actually I am pretty good at selling, I tried it, in small business or in big business. I find it utterly uninteresting, promoting a product. Promoting oneself is time consuming, too precious time not writing, being a money hunter… I see the limits of the reasoning though. Thus this year I’ll probably publish my fist essay.
All together I've been living in China for nine years since 2002, 5 years in the South, close to Vietnam, in Beijing for four years. I go back in Guangxi from time to time though because of the mountains and the friends that I dearly miss.
I love Beijing, it's an incredible multilayer city, everything is true about it, one thing and immediately its contrary. It's alive, friendly, open and secret, horizontal and vertical, like a village and huge megalopolis. The Music scene is incredibly cosmopolitan and mixed, all type of music are here. – This was written in 2009 – loads of changes since then. Even more secretive, closed.
I am from German/Russian, Berber/Algerian origins, grew up in France. I left to travel, which to me means to live elsewhere, 21 years ago.
I am thinking about the next step. It might be San Francisco or Australia. Or maybe the Moon…