At the beginning there is a line
two then three ... posed here or there ...
The color is imposed, the shape stretches, breaks up
Art-monise, Art-tifice, art-ticule
Ultimate chance, fruit of the unconscious
An idea, a resentment
A design on purpose
A desire to envy
A line twists, breaks, tears
At the bends can be guessed its contours, its finery
with a gesture roll it up, frenetic movement
the form springs, bumps, leaps, runs away
Seals Memories, Mingles Adventures
Torn from the meanders of my cracks
there it is, taken from my challenges, the sketch of that night
Torn melancholy, haunts my madness with unfulfilled envy
Frantic movement to blacken this canvas of a long-awaited run ...
Tortured already bewitched
Candid lover
Of this magnified desire of a greedy prisoner
of graphidentities!
All my works are published in limited series and can be made in different formats to order. Price upon request. The canvases are printed by the company Numart with certificate of digigraphy.
