Letter to the Paillotte

Miraculous artistic sanctuary While everywhere in this kingdom of France blows a bad wind on Culture, the true, the one that is not confused with distraction, the pitreries, the gravely or derisory facades, the vulgarities in the wind, the facilities promoted by the great officiaries of a fake spectacle in a state of brain death, the absconsess productions of intelligentsia capturing huge subsidies, it remains a bastion among (...)