After many years of wander and search, he decides to lay his bags in the beautiful area of Bordeaux.
Africa, Provence, Martinica and New-Mexico, this is the path of this culture and human encounters lover. In his work can be found all the symbolism and spiritualitee of Indians peoples he's rubbing shoulders with among his trips and never ending dreams.
Now in his workshop house: the ATYPIK FABRIK ARTISTIK, he's still working acrylics and sculpting surrounded with his objects, books, his music and especially with the presence of his wife Claudia, his true muse.
Un grand merci
T.Kubisiak pour la photo de première page et son amitié sincère.
Jean Marc Dosch pour ses videos et sa gentillesse.
Rémi Audibert pour sa patience et sa compétence.
A big thank-you
T.Kubisiak for the photo of the first page and sincere frienship.
Jean-Marc dosch for her videos and kindness.
Rémi Audibert for his patience and skill.
You wander in the plain
Yellow dog, your pains on your back.
You come and go, without specific goal?
Yellow dog your wounds oozes in the sun.
Your gaze veiling under the leaden sky.
Yellow dog you find the road?
Can your guts help you?
Yellow dog do you still have the strength?
You put up with all the humiliations.
Yellow dog were you really born on the safe side?
You know they can run into you at any time.
Yellow dog, mind your skin.
Your worn and full of vermin skin.
Yellow dog move forward your people.
You hope to arrive before the last stand!
Yellow dog gather your last strength.
You hear them running and panting in your footsteps.
Yellow dog, go ahead, your fate is at the end of the road.
You see in the distance this impalpable border,
Yellow dog, yours are over there.
You want to come back after all these hardships.
Yellow dog, will they be indulgent?
You think they won’t
Yellow dog come to finish your path.
You are trembling in fever
Yellow dog hope still carries you,
You think back to all your wanderings,
Yellow dog you weren’t always good,
Your soul has often been black,
Yellow dog, the gambling, the love, the road.
You thought that was life!
Yellow dog, today you see the end.
You walk, you walk towards your people,
Yellow dog, your strength is failing you.
You see the mesa, you hear the drums!
Yellow dog, will you get there on time?