Jean Jacques Loup
Patatrac

THE REVIEW

Ok! Let's try this again...

If I move the block of books from the bottom right to the top left, the aesthetic configuration of the bookshelf should improve noticeably.

Let's see... No! Still nothing! And if I moved the block to the center? Look what has come out!

Who even remembered, a delightful little comic book. Ah! The price is still there, L. 4,000 (VAT included).

How much time has passed? Considering the numerous yellowish spots from the paper's oxidation, several years. Too many! Time’s passage is so illusory... perhaps.

Ten boards all vividly colored, with various subjects.

There are hot air balloons, airplanes, firefighters, cars, trains, animals, galleons, the ocean depths, glaciers, and last but not least, space, complete with space base, flying saucers piloted by little green creatures.

An admirable work of graphics and comics, filled with countless details. The whole thing is literally brimming with funny little men and women, all with big bellies and prominent noses.

In every theme, they appear in the most unthinkable places, there are hundreds of them. Many times I've endeavored to count them, but then I gave up. They're a bit mischievous too, popping up everywhere.

How many are there really? Nobody knows.

The topics are more than conceptual clashes, a true “Catastrophe”, in the spirit of joy, bright colors, and elaborate graphics.

A chaos of precious miniatures.

Loup was a versatile individual: comic artist, caricaturist, architect, and Jazz pianist.

Where was I with the bookshelf? Oh yes! If I move the block to the center and arrange it...

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