I was born in London in 1979. Age twenty, I intoxicated myself with a mix of magic mushrooms and codeine and fell into a coma. When I woke up I started drawing and made a career out of it. A couple of years later I launched an eponymous label Charles Anastase that became in two thousand and twenty one Charles Little Shop of Horrors READ MORE
Everybody was talking about Angele. Having a glass of wine with
This drawing didnâ€™t sell and after that Iâ€™ve had never drawn again.
America has been flooded by a tsunami of cuteâ€“weâ€™re drowning in puppies and kittens and bunnies and cupcakesâ€“that is transforming marketing. But is the world bound to sour on all this sweetness?
When CÃ©cile said â€œHave you seen that swans? Iâ€™ve never shown you the swanâ€™â€ (She had actually, a dozen of time at least) I felt that we were not going to arrive to her home anytime soon. CÃ©cile had stopped usby the road. I felt really sick from the medicamentation. The flan. The actual best flan. Much better that the one from yesterday with Pierre-Emmanuel.
The second we entered this bar tabac at Les Halles Paris, FÃ©lix starts ignoring me, Isabella is in a psychotic mood, lotta offers me fries at her table, Jezabelle is very busy, I order the wrong size of beer at the bar, the owner is upset, Franziska talks to me for five long minutes and finally Spencer tells me â€œBut Charles you have to find a way to make money out of itâ€.
Therapy Horses in hospitals do exist and thatâ€™s what they look like (for real).