Looping Abuse Dangerous. Before you go to work, I do my paper I had pledged about Vincent Sardon aka The Pad. I put the preview below, although I suppose you know a priori that the job of Pad if you are a regular visitor to this blog.
" My first stamp was a potato. When I was in Angoulême, I burned a lot of potatoes. Then I did gums. And finally, I left Angouleme. "Beautiful early autobiography. Vincent Sardon is an artist pad. And until proven otherwise, he is the sole representative of the corporation. Hence its name, net and flawless: The Pad.
The potatoes are not very appropriate to make a serious name in publishing: too rich in starch, potato is half-warp the paper. Also, in the 90s, Sardon is it a first career in what is called today the "independent comic novel" (Ego As X Association), and the cartoons (Current, Liberation, Le Monde ...).
In Paris, in his studio back to the wall enclosing the cemetery of Père Lachaise, the Pad cutting frames with a circular saw and fired rubber vulcanized to the press. In cases, accumulations of stamps, like a Kafkaesque dream. What dab of Siberian tigers, large white pigs English, skinned alive articulated puppets anatomical or hanged hung from the branches of a tree. Also many commercial models, such as "I do not give a damn" for managing their mail.
The master said: "I lug around some of my ideas in my head long enough before they are real by finding a way to make them effective. Anyway, in general, I'm not looking for 107 years. I'm still trying to rummage to find images. The buffer, in fact, is the continuity of my work as fanzines. The print medium is even more rudimentary than the fanzine, which is at least duplicated. In fact, it's like if I put in the hands of every person who looks at my job the small copier that will allow it to circulate. It is a tool that I found practical to show my work. But this is not an end in itself. "
In fact, we see him diversify, produce beautiful prints, and some paperwork: Map of lazy and other permits to kill on the highway.
He also tempted by these wafers with an inscription, fortune cookies from our tradition, which is dipped in tea when you feel short of benchmarks: "You've missed your life," "Lost in advance," You stink of the mouth, "" Open a bottle "... "Say for now, I say they have made in a bakery association of northern France. I am a little information: it costs around 5000 euros to make a mold for making wafers. While there is no urgency for me to drive people to suicide with inscriptions on cookies. "
closing the door of his studio, The Pad is leaving on a stunning admission:" basically, I just not care support. People who call me "Sir Tampon" I just want to smash their mouth with his heels. I'm not a maniac buffer. "
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Below, a souvenir video. There was a little over a year in his former studio. I think it was after having posted this great moment of immersion journalism that I wanted to do my video blog .
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