I loved that guy. 3 years. That day, I drew what had always fascinated me, his eye… Sharp, nearly hard, going deep into things, I would have loved to meet him. RIP
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My step father, Lucien, “Lulu”, died in the night two days ago, while I was utterly drunk, reduced to a point in the void… It’s a weird feeling to know that my boozy weedy sensation of imminent death may […]
“Two extraordinary things can happen to a painter in the 20th century: being spanish and being named Dali”. S.Dali. That quick self-portrait is a master piece. Impeccable structure: don’t look for “mistakes” there is none. The real sense of […]
I draw with very basic materials, charcoal, kraft or white paper (although of a good quality, acid free, etc.), ink, graphite, all cheap and very common. They’re also tough materials if framed properly. Of course drawings live better and […]
Selling on eBay is rough. It’s the equivalent of playing in the streets for musicians. 10£. Yes. When I used to do art markets, in Paris mostly, there was always the suspiscion that the sales were partly triggered by […]
I wanted to pay hommage to the Sketch Grunts… I called them in French “les petits grognards du crobard” (it’s a complex play on words, a poem by Paul Fort on Verlaine’s funerals by Georges Brassens mixed with the […]