Monday, December 20, 2010

The recent works on clay remind me of Pompei, shadows covered in ash, fossilized in their daily occupation. A snapshot. The way they turned out was not entirely predictable. It never stops to fascinate me.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Thursday, December 09, 2010

The gladiators of our time. Screenshots. France versus Australia. France got a beating and a calendar signed by François Rousseau.

Monday, December 06, 2010

Chateau de Versailles, la garde robe de Louis XVI. The ultimate masterpiece of the ancient regime. Hidden within the exquisite carvings, little graffiti referring to the latest scientific discoveries of the time. As The World of Interiors didn't reproduce them (a bit unfortunate I thought), here they are.

Sunday, December 05, 2010

Olivier's story- Part Two. Two years after we had met, Olivier sent us a mysterious message requesting us to come to Saint Maartens for a 5 star cruise. He came to meet us at the airport rather undone and with bloodshot eyes, not quiet his old self. He had given up his little yacht "Cesar" and was about to buy half of "Mulde", an old and run down east German cargo ship which belonged to a German skipper named Timo and his wife Suzy and to a third partner always referred to as Fucking Joe. Timo and Suzy where extremely sweet and we all got along beautifully. I instantly fell in love with Mulde of course. At first, it was all very joyful and fun and we sailed around the islands quiet happily until the day the money that was supposed to arrive to finalize the deal was found missing. It wasn't long before the situation got nasty. I'll save you the details, but paradise turned into hell. The conclusion of this sad story is that Olivier left the board and was found a year after hanging by the neck at the top mast of a ship wreck he had just acquired and was fixing up. He was a friend but I couldn't help him. I hope he has found peace.