I really admire the artwork of another Frenchman—Henri Toulouse-Lautrec. I also admire his courage. The diminutive artist once challenged a hater of Vincent van Gogh's art to a duel. This happened before an art show in Brussels, called "Les XX" (which I'm guessing means The Twenty, as in, twenty artists in the show?) When I got up this morning I noodled a couple sketches:
Of course, I had big hopes for this, but what the hell.
"Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered."