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I have always loved the black color, much to the despair of my family and friends who thought I may probably have some sort of psychological problem (a teenager wearing black is always very suspicious…). But I liked the color very much and still do (I am still wearing black but now it raises much less suspicion). When I was young, I never really care about what other people were thinking about my all black outfit and to the meaning I gave to the black color which I considered the source of everything. Then someone inadvertently confirmed I was right not to care because black was a color like any other, and maybe even more than that. This someone was French abstract artist Pierre Soulages, also known as ‘the painter of black’. It was in the late 80s when I first saw one of his paintings on television, it was…⇒ READ MORE