Donc je suis un malheureux et ce n’est ni ma faute ni celle de la vie.
“In the milieu in which I grew up since I was a teenager, to call somebody an art critic was an insult. An art critic was somebody who judged and pontificated about things he knew a little or nothing about. He wasn’t as bad as an art dealer, but he was a pain in the arse.”
John Berger | Portraits