Painted subway tickets - Each one made one day in the subway the experiment of the glance of the other. I would like to remember me all these anonymous faces and their glances. This is why,
daily, I paint on a ticket my neighbour in the wagon . This project began with the autumn 2004. It is a painting under colour and format, vibration, time constraints. These painted faces
appear always inaccurate. I endeavour to have the memory of the people met, but in the long term the lapse of memory overrides the memory and painting wins:
it only remains
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... en me mettant à l'amende ... (merci Olivier d'avoir pris cette prune, le ticket est sec, je vais te l'envoyer) ...