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Remake : Francis Bacon – autoportrait Français : L’Appropriationnisme ou le « Remake » est un concept simple. En effet, il suffit de reprendre le travail d’un artiste et signer la nouvelle production de son nom. Il ne s’agit, en aucun cas, de copier l’œuvre comme pourrait le faire un faussaire. Il ne s’agit pas non plus de plagier l’œuvre. En ce qui me concerne, j’utilise l’œuvre célèbre d’un artiste reconnu. En réutilisant une œuvre originale préexistante et célèbre, condition sine qua non, je propose de rendre un hommage. Il ne s’agit en aucun cas d’un manque d’inspiration surtout lorsque l’on sait maintenant que : « l’art naît de l’art et non de la nature » : Ernst Gombrich. Dans cette série, j’ai voulu revisiter des œuvres célèbres en utilisant ma technique graphique de l’éloge de l’approximation mettant en évidence la problématique de la défaillance et de la mémoire vaporeuse. English: Appropriationism or Remake is a simple concept. Indeed, it is enough to take again the work of an artist and to sign the new production of his name. It is not a question of copying the work as a forger could do. It is not a question of plagiarizing the work. As far as I'm concerned, I use the famous work of a recognized artist. By reusing a pre-existing and famous original work, condition sine qua non, I propose to pay tribute. It is by no means a lack of inspiration especially when we now know that: "art is born of art and not of nature": Ernst Gombrich. In this series, I wanted to revisit famous works using my graphic technique of praising the approximation highlighting the problem of failure and vaporous memory.

Quick little sketch of a statue in the gardens of The Louvre.

Stylized version of Dumb and Dumber

A3 format, acrylic, felt pen, colored pencils Visual artists from the World of Fantasy are familiar with these creatures who are alive to every creator. Their court cannot be affected, there is no way to deceive the inner voice that knows the truth, created by the Observers. When the artist starts with some work, they appear, at first in a small number. At the end of their work, eg some pictures or sculptures, and especially when finished, their number is significant, they carefully study the artwork, and if they see a mistake, disharmony, lack of emotions, etc., dissatisfied will grumble somewhere inside artist's insights. The artist will feel that his work is nothing special, similar to many other artistic attempts that disappear in the dark of forgetfulness. Some spark is missing in his artistic creation, which would do its job gave a life that lasts. The disapproval of the Observer, their unpleasant resonance, if frequent, it can make a more sensitive artist to dump the brush and consecrate himself a completely different job, in which self-criticism does not play a significant role.

Prize for winning the Game of Thrones "Death pool" we had going at our infectious disease lab. A biohazard throne made of Erlenmeyer flasks and graduated cylinders - made for a cloner :)

Silence is golden, especially when the voice needs to be heard, no? To the victors go the spoils. Death forever. Ink and coffee on watercolor paper.

Ink and coffee on watercolor paper. Patience matters, but in hell, you might want to hurry things along...

Français : Réalisation du portrait de @Anaïs Baydemir dans le cadre de la préparation de l’exposition : « Les chroniqueurs de #Télématin sur #France 2 et la dissipation et vapeur de la mémoire télévisuelle. English : Realization of the portrait of @ Anaïs Baydemir as part of the preparation of the exhibition: "The chroniclers of # Télématin on #France 2 and the dissipation and vapor of television memory. https://www.pierretomyleboucher.fr

Neon Sugar, sweet and colorful made up of prismacolors, glitter pens and some watercolor.

Sea creatures for textiles

Soft pastels - in a forest

This is my version of one of the submissions in the doodle challenge, Drawn opposites! Hope ya like it!

Pencil drawing of a Brit friend who lives in Poland. Commission for his girlfriend Anna birthday 4 years ago. Thanks for looking.

French : Réalisation du portrait de @philippe-collignon dans le cadre de la préparation de l’exposition : « Les chroniqueurs de #Télématin sur #France 2 et la dissipation et vapeur de la mémoire télévisuelle. English : Realization of the portrait of @ philippe-collignon as part of the preparation of the exhibition: "The chroniclers of # Télématin on #France 2 and the dissipation and vapor of television memory.

Kevin Parker of Tame Impala

"There was nothing left of him"

Trying to capture the passion of a musician.

Swarms of ideas, I know you can all relate....

Pencil

Willow charcoal - quick sketch of a lutra´s footprint

Some portrait of a friend on kind of rough paper. I like the outcome so far. Not really realistic, but kind of some smudgy style. Maybe just grainy :|

Kafka's version of Samsa, turning into an insect, hanging from the ceiling watching down. He did not mention a girl dancing, but this is what I found within the subconscious lines.

This is a picture of a pineapple that I have made with markers! On the left, i have written "enjoy!"! Hope you like it!

Charcoal

A few days avoiding the news has produced a page of robot friends.

Sharpie bouquet sketch of KY wildflowers along with some daffodils. Base on bouquets I used to pick with my Mom as a kid

Octopus enjoying an ice cream cone. Part of a sandwich bag series I’ve been doing since 2008.

This is another one of my pro-environment posters. A lovely little bee flying around with a bouquet of all the flowers he loves.

Mermay Day 19: Royal all hail Ceto of house Humansbane, destroyer of poles, evader of hooks, piercer of nets, mother of all fish-kind, goddess that swims alongside us. shes holding the scepter of Poseidon and the will of Triton. they cover the fins of royals because only the gods should see their beauty. some rumors say that the royal family just has a deformity thats passed on genetically so they cover it up and made the god thing up...who believes rumors though...dead merfolk thats who.

It's always fun to come to the Art gallery of the assheads, marginal artists of the World of Fantasy. Today I have seen the picture you are looking at, it made me interesting, as more people worked on it, not considering the picture as a whole, nor the work of its predecessors. Then, out of a large cardboard box, an old man came out and came to me. There were two big holes in the box, so I realized that the guy was looking at me from the box for a while. - Do you like the picture? - he asked. His eyes, red from lack of sleep, staring at me. On the old clothes he wore on himself, there was a stain of color. - I was impressed with - I said cautiously, knowing the unpredictable nature of people who deal with art - Did you do it? His face was stretched into a smile, a few teeth that he had left, flashes from the mouth cavity. - Yes - proudly erect his chicken breast an old man - Inspiration wore me all the time! He looked at me with a look that required my other questions about the image, need to tell any story, to anyone, about his work, was in it taut like a catapult. - What inspired you? - I ask the old man, and he barely welcomed the question and said: - Last week I was visiting my friend Jergon, the King of the Dwarves. (His statement that the mighty King of the Dwarves his friend was so incredible, that it must have been true. Assheads usually have unusual life stories.) "It is well known to you that the dwarves appreciate their privacy, keep their place of residence confidential and may be ruthless if you disturb them. As a friend of Jergon, "the old man says," I have surely passed the territory of the dwarves. As I approached his home, I noticed more and more than the vicinity of his underground apartment - in the old roots - was edited by the gardening techniques of the dwarves. Dwarves worship their king and their nature makes them do something for him every day. For example, to clean the weed and planted rare plants and flowers around his house. Some day they polished the old root under which the King lives. So the environment of his house went out completely artificial, unnatural. The king is angry because he now has no privacy, his home has become like a public park, sweet hide, dear dwarves, was taken away from him. He told me. "Dear friend, if you think it's nice to be a king, you are not right. Everything has its own price." This visit inspired me to paint this work. - I nodding my head as if to understand how much potential was in that situation, so inspiration was a natural consequence. - Art freedom is expressed here - I said to the old man - maybe with the King of the Dwarves, on it, the picture was even more effective. The old asshead looked at me strictly and asked: - Did you see the King of the Dwarves? "I did not even see an ordinary dwarf," I admitted. The old man looked at me for a moment or two with a disappointed look, then he turned and entered the box. I felt a look from the box on my back as I left the gallery.