Les jours font la queue pour devenir aujourd’hui.
Thinking of Les Coleman this morning (the title of this post is one of his aphorisms translated by Lucien Suel from the book of Les’ he published titled JE SUIS TROP VIEUX POUR MOURIR JEUNE) I remembered a couple of links from here, some years back. Here and here. The second one has a link to the Belgian press with some of the books still in print. There’s some more stuff here, and here’s a drawing from 2007 titled Shadows.
