COLOR, LIGHT, BLACK, ANARCHY....

Dark as my soul, blackened by the simple contact of you, my fellow man, tortured, eclectic, motley, baroque and a little "destroy ", as of this anarchist rat which haunts my brain, I confide you this crazy compilation.

A probable mixture of fractures, howls, regurgitations, idiocies, seduction, anarchy, pop-art, « monty-python » influences and other labels that I despise. A few of these pages shelter an embryo of optimism.