The contemplative researcher lives aloof from society, a silent and unseen example it would seem. How is he to share his refined sensitivities, his ascetic and indeed aesthetic findings in ways that reveal their hidden purpose?

Yves Klein

On the beach at Nice. Iris [Clert], Yves Klein and me. Iris, to annoy Yves, praises my legs incessantly. After five minutes he stands: "I go, I've enough of this sea, this sky. All blue, my blue! I am copied, blue, blue..."

Sur la plage à Nice, Iris, Yves Klein et moi. Iris pour énerver Yves ne cesse de me complimenter sur mes jambes. Au bout de cinq minutes Yves se lève: "On s'en va, j'en ai assez, cette mer, ce ciel. Tout ce bleu, c'est mon bleu! On me copie, le bleu, le bleu..."
René Laubies, Portraits et Aphorismes, 2001.

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