It’s like the sound of footsteps approaching, a telephone ringing in the night, a light switching back on. It’s the Imaginary knocking at the door.

It’s the dog in Dali’s painting, dozing beneath the surface of the sea bordered by the cliffs of Port Lligat, suddenly emerging from his dream. Awakened by a burning giraffe flying like a plane overhead. The time has come for soft watches of the master’s moustaches.

The group is also a return to an hyper-realistic academicism, revisiting the old masters in its own way.

Rimbaud put color on verbs and words, turning them into paint. Men and women come and go.The Lascaux paintings are still there.

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