Please forgive me, julian, but more than a pictural appreciation, I want to transmit my first reaction when I uncover this last painting: I see in it three penguins in an ice field making conversation; The plumpest penguin on the right tells to the chief ( of course in the middle because he is the tallest): " hello boss we are lost! where are our thousands of fellows? I am afraid, the night is falling, and I am sensing the presence of our predators !" The two others remain stony-faced and dignified; The chief finally answers: listen, stop feeling sorry for yourself! we are "emperor penguins' not some banal seals, thus an emperor has to give the bel example: courage bravery pride" and barely after this sentencious assertion, he gives a cry and collapses in the tiny arms of the penguin on his left side: his fiancee! I think the wedding is jeopardized.
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