Murs

This edition is dedicated to Constantin Cavafy. "He is a poet of decadence, of a lost homeland. With this exquisite and refined elegance of the old sage, with this distant aristocratic and detached irony, he produces a masterpiece : that of the feeling of social, historical, and sexual oppression. He looks like an underground dissident. But without any revolt, except that of irony. " (Gil Pressnitzer).
To accompany the verses of this poetry translated from Greek by Nicole Le Bris, André Beuchat's etching-drypoint introduces us into a mysterious urban world: men, isolated, similar to lost shadows, blend into a maze of endless walls. The night is deep, silent; the atmosphere is tense, emphasized by black-blue tones: from there, no-one can get away... If this prison-city offers the tragic vision of all human destiny, there is still a voluptious attraction for this landscape of a strange and emotional beauty . The calligraphic interventions, in harmony with the typographical composition of the verses in modern types, add to this edition
the elegance of handwriting. Fifty copies printed for fifty true lovers of typographic and chalcographic art.