armand hung everything he knew into the trees of the woods surrounding his house. the trees carried information about physics, astronomy and biology, whereas his house contained myriads of self-made books mostly about sexuality and women. all his life he was looking for a woman to live in a room he had prepared in his house with everything he considered necessary to be happy.
the plates he painted and hung out in his forest of knowledge often read "an idea: read a book".
every snippet of information he collected spans the realm of the garden, the house and the book.