The French Splatter-school Action group. A dynamic, talented, lusty, slovenly, alcoholic,...

J.K.L. Berensen: The French Splatter-school Action group. A dynamic, talented, lusty, slovenly, alcoholic, violent pack of creative savages. They inspired, and very often personally attacked each other for two decades and more. I'll have my drink now. Remember, in those days, as you know, it was much more socially acceptable for a painter or a sculptor to hit another fellow with a chair or even a brick or walk around with a black eye or a broken tooth, and so on. Indeed, I'm jumping ahead, but in my own experience, Rosenthaler could be quite unpredictably impulsive. Uh, meaning, I refer to the, uh, pigment locker beneath his studio in the Boulevard de Plombiers, on one occasion, he grabbed me and put me in there, and inappropriately, sort of, tried to fuck me, against the wall in the corner of that pigment locker. He was crazy. Officially certified. The Cadazios, of course, represented them all