HE ALWAYS LIKED WORDS.
For those who are a little bit connoisseurs, or even gourmets, of Arman, his caustic relation to words is not a scoop. He ALWAYS loved words. To Remember:
HE DREW AND TOLD STORIES.
He also always cultivated his passion for words, he loved books, poetry, and used to say that no matter where he was, even in an anonymous hotel room, with books, he was at home.
This time, the infidelity of this decade is written in this aspection.
SHE IS A WOMAN OF LETTERS.
And shares abundantly the: "LOCURA ESENCIAL. "
Essential madness. What do you know, a tip of the Hispanic origin of the Fernandez family for the verve that comes back? Besides, he effectively returns at the beginning: a return to painting. In a cornucopia of colors because of this verve? In all cases the gesture will never pull any punches and will raise emotions inside, tempo sustained! Staccato or highlight of flamenco, master the foot that shoots colors to make a paint arch covering the object. YES: locura esencial. Beethoven in his ninth symphony loudly played in the workshop for joy to remain: hot stuff. An essential return for him, Arman.
To the source, to the origin: to paint. That decade.