[Drawing] Prisoner in the eye

I can't remember exactly the first time I drew this motif of a prisoner inside the pupil of the eye of a clown, but it must have been while studying for my Ph D in Paris. I used the motif  again when I was in Waterloo, and again, in glass and in copper while living in Chile. 

Each time, there was this feeling of being trapped in obligations and expectations, from the society, from people around me, from my past self and more importantly from my imaginary future self. As for all those people who end up prisonner of the image that they so painfully created. 

But the drawing stands to say that in the end, most of us are only prisoner of ourselves, and it is only up to ourselves to open the cage and let ourself free to follow whichever path we fancy. which is not to say that the path is easy to choose ('just listen to your heart!', bah !), but merely that the choice is always here, at every moment, and that the constraints of continuity are there only to save time, otherwise lost in perpetual self questioning... 

Stereophonics - Rainbows and Pots of Gold

I've been round; I've been up and down And you missed the one we dressed like clowns (...) And I've grown a lot since we last spoke Got myself together; fixed what was broke I wonder if we'll talk again Or drink together just like then.

J'ai bien voyagé; J'ai eu des hauts et des bas, tu as manqué cette fois où l'on s'est déguisé en clowns! (...) Et j'ai bien grandi depuis la dernière fois qu'on a parlé Je me suis reconstruit, j'ai réparé ce qui était cassé Je me demande si l'on parlera encore, si l'on prendra un verre comme avant.

Yo viaje mucho; tuve tiempos buenos y malos no fuiste cuando nos disfracemos como payasos (...) y yo crecí mucho desde la ultima vez, yo me reconstruí, repare lo que era roto Me pregunto siempre si hablaremos otra vez si beberemos juntos como antes....

(c) Stereophonics
Rainbows&Pots of Gold
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Prisoner in the Eye, in a Bottle, in a Copper Frame

J'ai dessiné il y a longtemps le visage d'un clown, dans l'œil duquel apparait un prisonnier. Le dessin m'en a inspiré un autre plus tard, celui d'une bouteille jetée à la mer, contenant ce dessin. Maintenant, Alberto et Ivan Navarette, les artistes du cuivre de la place des armes de Santiago du Chili, ont été une étape plus loin dans la récursion, et ont adapté ce dernier dessin maritime en le fixant dans un cadre en cuivre. Je l'aime beaucoup!

I drew a long time ago the face of a clown, with a prisoner hidden in the eye. This inspired later a drawing of a bottle lost at sea, with this drawing inside of it. Now, Alberto and Ivan Navarette, the copper artists from the "Plaza de Armas" in Santiago of Chile, went one step further in the recursion, fixing the representation of the bottle in a copper frame. I love it!