An atypical art lover than Gérard Depardieu, refusing to hang his paintings on the walls, preferring to stack them on the floor, sometimes even face down, to give an artistic spirit to his mansion on the rue du Cherche-Midi, in the very chic 6th arrondissement of Paris. At home reigned a joyful organized disorder. His favorites were accumulated freely, fiercely. Like the character as impulsive and excessive as sensitive, sacred monster of cinema who could not help but fall into excess and its excesses, today caught up by legal cases.
His collection is his reflection, his double, he who, as a prolific, almost bulimic actor, has been able to embody so many roles, in nearly 200 films. Starting with Rodin, in Camille Claudel, a film by Bruno Nuytten released in 1988, which encouraged him to buy three bronzes of this ogre of nineteenth-century sculpture in which he recognized himself, including the Paolo and Francesca, a black patina print, signed and numbered 7/8...
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