In order to vary the pleasures, I've written this newsletter from a Speak & Spell in order to rediscover the stylistic agility I had in 1982.
At the time, Mitterrand had been President for 1 year, Reagan for 2 years and Thatcher had been Prime Minister for 3 years - they were the Avengers of the day.
As for me, I started going out with friends from the neighbourhood, and we'd go wheeling in the parks of Montreuil where we'd sometimes stop for a smoke to relax. It was while I was lying on the grass watching the clouds roll by that I began to think that the sky was talking to me and that it was trying to tell me to make shoes.
On the way home, drunk on cumulonimbus clouds, I drew and scribbled until I was exhausted. So here's the result, some thirty years later, of that crazy day.
So what else are we doing today?
It's been 39 years since the release of E.T, which certainly marks the loss of Spielberg to the empire of sentimentality and mawkishness, but which also introduced us to our guide, Drew Barrymore.
Spielberg's goddaughter, exposed to popularity far too young, she started drinking at the age of 9, smoking at 10 and doing coke at 12.
After a troubled youth, marked by excess and unfortunate suicide attempts, she was reborn and reappeared in Scream, marking a flamboyant comeback.