Seven
In the beginning, there were seven thick white pages… of the right size
seven areanas under everyday lights, where crowds noise, symbols, words, and projected shapes, with no limits, clash in ink by the painter Robinson and the poet, Lemesle, seven etchings that finish under press
…homage to Rimbaud, to Camille Claudel, to the dance, or a simple form of confession, a homage to life …
seven etchings as seven expressions made in seven printed examples, encased in a wooden box ready to implode !
