To all my friends who did not manage yet to see my exhibition: LICENCE ARTISTIQUE, here is a quick overview:


The exhibition will stay open until the beginning of December.

6, rue du Commandant Schloesing, Paris 16e
Métro : Trocadéro




In Praise of Mediocrity-NYT




There are no “day” people and pure “night” people. There is a tendency to be this way or another.

3/4 of the population tend to be ‘people of the day’ and a quarter tends to be ‘night people’.

The latter suffers most because the world is not adapted to the times when they are most creative and effective. There are also personal differences between ‘day people’ and night – often, the people of the night tends to be more negative, depressed, original and so on. I came across this topic through an article in G magazine, which I was invited to illustrate.

As far as I’m concerned, my choice and nature are clear: I’m a night person. My mind provides me with the greatest pleasure of using it when the day is gone. Also, unlike the article’s claim, I’m a happy man! So much for generalizations… (written at 01:00)


Spring on my desk

Spring on my desk

Florence, where every attempt to depict spring is doomed to live in the shadow of Botticelli’s Primavera, still managed to inspire me and drew me into drawing.

I always take a great pleasure in moistening good paper with the mixture of water and colours, with the permanent hope that the magic of watercolours painting will take place.

And so, here is the result of my latest attempt. As always, I am grateful for the return of the queen of seasons.

Primavera - Watercolours and pencil on Arches paper. 19X19cm

Primavera – Watercolours and pencil on Arches paper. 19X19cm

primavera isf galaIa-Framed-photo copy

A trip to London


An Allegory with Venus and Cupid about 1545, Bronzino, my humble sketch.

An Allegory with Venus and Cupid about 1545, Bronzino, my humble sketch.

For ten years London was the place I called home. The city resides in my heart, wrapping it with a patchwork of a worn out upholstery fabric.

While my wife and daughter went hunting and gathering, I thought I’d go and visit my London friends, the ones hanging on the National Gallery’s walls.

It was a freezing, bright sunny day, and from Covent Gardens I walked briskly straight into the temple. The National Gallery, despite its majestic staircase, leaves a very brief moment of recovery from the contemporary sounds and sites of the street and the home of its time-rich treasures.

I knew my way notwithstanding the many years which passed since my last visit. My eyes were first seeking Piero Della Francesca’s The Baptism of Christ, then his Saint Michael and the Nativity. From there, to Ghirlandaio, Rosso Fiorentino, Michelangelo, the breathtaking Leonardo and so I ended up sitting in front of Bronzino’s Allegory with Venus and Cupid.

I took out my tiny sketchbook and started a quick study. As I was drawing, I heard a little voice calling in French: “Maman, maman, viens voir, c’est Venus!” – “mom, come and see, it is Venus!” Shortly after the sound, came the image of the back of a six years old girl who was pointing at the picture. Her two glittering eyes seemed to be pulling with invisible strings her mother who was trailing behind her, calling her to come and read the sign, only to acknowledge that indeed, she was right, it is Venus in the painting!

The flurry of questions the little one inundated her mother with, was intense and full of beauty and wit.

I couldn’t help myself and asked this little princess – how come she manage to recognise Venus from afar? without a hesitation, she replied: par sa beauté”– by her beauty! It was now I who was the target of the sweetest, most inquisitive set of questions she required answers to. her mom, standing next to us was smiling and asked if I was not too bothered by her daughter’s curiosity. When they were about to leave, the little girl looked at me and then gave me a big hug. Her mom said to me:” She will remember this”

I then Guaranteed her that I will not forget Bronzino’s Allegory with Venus and Cupid.

So, I came to London, visited my Italian heroes, and returned back home with a French gift.

The little princess in the National Gallery

The little princess in the National Gallery



Political science

Political science

Political science

Science Denial versus Science Pleasure.

In his article, (Scientific American, on January 1, 2018) Michael Sheerer explores the different approaches to science adopted by the political right and the left respectably.

That liberals are just as guilty of antiscience bias comports more with accounts of humans chomping canines, and yet those on the left are just as skeptical of well-established science when findings clash with their political ideologies, such as with GMOs, nuclear power, genetic engineering and evolutionary psychology—skepticism of the last I call “cognitive creationism” for its endorsement of a blank-slate model of the mind in which natural selection operated on humans only from the neck down.

Read the full article HERE

Does Success Come Mostly from Talent, Hard Work- or Luck?

What question! Asked and answered by Michael Shermer on November 1, 2017, at Scientific American. Here’s a link for the full article.

Below are the rough drawing and the final one.

Success, Comes from Talent, Hard Work or Luck? – Rough drawing


Success, Comes from Talent, Hard Work or Luck? – Final Artwork