Exercise on flying The vision began through the window. The window, It's all that appears after that. A bird - the league - comes at sunset, He enters from a hole in the wall, Then he disappears inside him. This is my first memory of the house. We, When we can't fly, We build walls We bring the birds to her. The wall, Teach me the boundaries of the house, And the window taught me to see it. Second exercise: Protectors, The home of the two, the "birds." Just before Morocco, They go to the river door, They climb the Naaura and the bridge, They open their arms, Then they fly. This is my first memory of flying. From my window, I was following them, I'm looking for the league. And I wonder: How to get to his destination, Without a way? If the league had a house, He couldn't fly. The window, taught me to fly, The league taught me to get home. Location: Hama/Syria, Summer 2026 A3 — Edition of 10 — €200 Numbered 1/10–10/10 A2 — Edition of 5 — €400 Numbered 1/5–5/5