If you open the door of Laetitia Dom’s studio, located in Belleville at the end of a small courtyard, you’ll be greeted by a flight of very special starlings: romantic phalluses flying gracefully or more conqueringly, winged skulls from front, back and profile and volatile tender hearts of every color, perhaps to remind us that sex and heart are not incompatible and that life is short enough not to hide them.




