There is hope but not for us by Vincent Delbrouck
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This book is a palimpsest, a kind of colorful fiction made of material on which later images have been superimposed on effaced earlier memories.
It is a mix of collages made by the artist, pictures and printings of vintage erotic images on an old cactus book. Overprints. Drawings.
She was the artist’s wife but she left him two months after the making of the last images of her in Spain, last winter.
This book is a living and vibrant process, the thinking of a period, a search for experimentation, in the chaos of the studio. Tons of images spread everywhere.
It is funny, colorful and crazy. Maybe nostalgic or exorcist.
Imaginary diaries in the absence of hope but opened to new desires.
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There is hope but not for us by Vincent Delbrouck
There is hope but not for us by Vincent Delbrouck
Signed copies
This book is a palimpsest, a kind of colorful fiction made of material on which later images have been superimposed on effaced earlier memories.
It is a mix of collages made by the artist, pictures and printings of vintage erotic images on an old cactus book. Overprints. Drawings.
She was the artist’s wife but she left him two months after the making of the last images of her in Spain, last winter.
This book is a living and vibrant process, the thinking of a period, a search for experimentation, in the chaos of the studio. Tons of images spread everywhere.
It is funny, colorful and crazy. Maybe nostalgic or exorcist.
Imaginary diaries in the absence of hope but opened to new desires.
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Signed copies
This book is a palimpsest, a kind of colorful fiction made of material on which later images have been superimposed on effaced earlier memories.
It is a mix of collages made by the artist, pictures and printings of vintage erotic images on an old cactus book. Overprints. Drawings.
She was the artist’s wife but she left him two months after the making of the last images of her in Spain, last winter.
This book is a living and vibrant process, the thinking of a period, a search for experimentation, in the chaos of the studio. Tons of images spread everywhere.
It is funny, colorful and crazy. Maybe nostalgic or exorcist.
Imaginary diaries in the absence of hope but opened to new desires.
