Se promenant le matin
La cigarette à la main
Les yeux fixés sur la mer
Cœur à découvert
Soudain s'arrête, flashé
Il n'a vu qu'elle
Son sein si charmant, si parfait
Lorsque la belle a plongé

Laissant là, sur les rochers
Ses affaires et son passé
Il écrase son mégot
Enlève son manteau
S'en va d'un pas assuré
Dans l'eau si froide
Rejoindre la beauté salée
Le bel éclair allumé

Adieu parents et voisins
Jolies filles du chemin
Ce soir, ne m'attendez pas
Ne comptez plus sur moi
Cette sirène allongée
C'est ma maîtresse
Couché sur son ventre d'argent
Je vivrai joies et tourments

i experiment with linography.

"Hey, you don't do your sketchbook anymore?"

Not so much right now.  I've been working on a bunch of other stuff, look:

A poster for a book fair at Evaux-les-Bains in June (I'll have a table there, too!)

And this is the one they didn't pick:

...and then there's this guy with an electric bike company who asked me to make a graphic for a bike frame:

This is the one he picked.  Guys like flames best.

You already saw this one.  Our hike up the mountain Cheif Joseph last summer...

...and I finished building my beehives.  Now I better start working on my art show for June, right?

Tiphen's mom commissioned a drawing of a watering can.  I made lots.  But this one I ended up giving to Simon for his birthday (it was my favorite)...

This is the one Tiphen and Olivier liked best.  (not me.)

and this is the one she picked.