Glimpses of Chris working under the sun Digging a hole because that was fun A pond? No. It became a swimming pool And there were jumps into the cool of OX4 parties his young Werther look with sorrow sometimes, sometimes not his chiselled jaws and square glasses and did he wear a wig once? Goethe am Oxford The cheekiness of Chris… I remember us two gazing metaphorically in front of a neon he had just planted into the soil at an exhibition in the Botanic gardens and we quoted Derrida and Bourdieu yeah right or one of them anyway while the intelligentsia gathered near us to gasp and discuss this piece of …. shit I forgot what I wanted to say, oh yeah, that’s it The seriousness of Chris always ordering The same chicken tikka dish at Dosa Till last time I saw him, it was different then, A faraway look, and no meat
It is a bit difficult to speak about one's father, but I will try, briefly. Papa's started drawing from an early age, probably influenced by his grand-father, André Deslignères (see wikipedia article , in French sorry!) and like him, has very much been a countryside painter, mostly of our village in Burgundy, Balleray (which is now in Google map, miracle!) but I don't really want to speak about his painting as I am more intrested in his drawings and engravings. As his name is also André Deslignères, he sometimes signs his work with "Deslignères jeune" (Deslignères the young) Papa, like many autodidacts I know who never made it to high-school, has read extensively, and you can find many references to world litterature, such as Don Quichotte de la Mancha, a book he's very fond of, or the Greek mythology,here it is the passage of the Styx, the river between life and death, with the "lovely" Charon in charge, described by Lucian (I think, though ...
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