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Presenting his comic book, La Fôret,
at an FNAC store near Cheseaux-sur-Lausanne,
Vincent returns to his roots and remembers his childhood.
What memories do you keep from
this period?
Basically my stay at the farm of my childhood friend Jean-Michel Martin, which
were moments of bliss. I remember the milk collected on
the farm that was brought to the dairy, and the new milking machines.
I really spent a lot of time there. In fact, few
people know, but this is the kind of
cocoon I lived in where I had my first
desire to make films. After my photography studies at the
Doret Center in Vevey, I went to Geneva to
study drama at the Conservatoire.
Other than my commitment to the
Lausanne region, I had no real roots. My father is Spanish and my mother
German, so I was a child immigrant, naturalized for
15 years, so I didn't really feel Swiss.
Then I went to Paris and
confronted the vastness of the unknown, guided by a powerful desire
to transform my life. Fairly quickly, I realized I wanted
to become an actor but among intellectuals, it was madness, often
painful....
What relationship do you have
with Switzerland now?
It is a kind of landmark. I love taking the Lausanne-Geneva motorway,
because I feel it brings me back to an authentic period of my life. More
specifically, my parents, my brother and my sister still live in the region
But I increasingly feel closer to Switzerland,
especially my childhood friend Jean-Michel. Today, when we called, nothing
has changed... In fact, I've
never felt so Swiss than I do today. Perhaps
because there is a form of nostalgia for those moments of happiness of my
childhood, wonderful things that I had the chance to
experience at the time and now I want to share
this with my four children.
Madeleine Martin, Jean-Michel's mother remembers:
"As he was quite small,
Vincent was often teased by others at school. My son Jean-Michel had just
taken him under his wing. They became inseparable. I am very proud of the
path Vincent took But for me, he will always remain a little boy with this
beautiful softness in his eyes. Whenever he returns, it feels like a party
and one has the impression that he has never left."
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