I do not know about you but I have a corner on our good old world where I feel particularly well, where I take refuge when fatigue and weariness assails me.
This corner is my little corner of Britain.
I can go there as often as I would, alas, between 2 and 4 times a year at most. I arrived yesterday and I found little pleasure in our room decor.
From my side, some executives with reproductions:
- a superb post-Gir Moebius with the arrival of Blueberry and his acolytes in the small city of Chihuahua. The atmosphere of dusk is beautifully rendered.
- on an easel, reproduction large size of the coverage of Tardi made for the death of Franquin (January 1997)
- by land, a poster for the festival André Juillard Perros-Guirrec.
On the bedside table, Kauffmann's book on the Antarctic has taken its place (those who follow me understand).
When you open the large skylight in the room, take a nice whiff of iodine (the sea is at 1 km).
In such a setting, the mind is in good condition for reverie, contemplation, serenity.
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