Frieze of climbing flowers, hoisting their golden yellow corolla, seeking the light in the dark night.

Once hatched, they leave their emerald, solitary, discreet imprint, to start again their vegetal ballet.

HERBES FOLLES was the first drawing I bought.

To an Englishman, before the year 2000. The gentleman was surprised, I pointed my finger at the drawing,

I said I want it, I am still moved by my assurance ... It gave me reason
it became cult.

New generation,

fuzzy version, for dresses, shirts and even trousers wide 7/8 th.