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I’m a failed artist.
For ten years I've been an illustrator for children books. I published a book a year and compromised each time to a graphic style that didn’t fit to me.
At thirty-five I understood : I want to work in the dark, to draw a strange world, so I changed my artist name. Here I am now, I keep my pencil in my fist and scream : REVENGE !
But I love you.
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