If Toronto is a wonderful city, Mississauga is a really boring suburb...
So, I used a part of this free time to experiment the wall-drawing in my cubicle...
This is the result by chronological order:
2 January to 18 May 2009 


1-2-3  Tell me a story...
2009
Black ink and plastic letter

The plastic letter story:
One day, I was working at school, and the two John (MacCartney and Armstrong) were cleaning the mezzanine. The find a box full of plastic letter. And they didn't know what to do with, so one of the John give it to me. At this time, I was drawing the woman (it's my body size, but not really my face), searching about a tattoo language (on the arms and hands). I was actually looking form to tell your own story on your body, but I didn't know what to do. So I ask it on the wall with these letters, adding some forms which came in my head at this moment. That's the way Blackie (in the middle) is born. That's how I full the first wall of my cubicle.




Welcome in the french cubicle
2009
Black ink and acrylic 

Something welcoming:
After I finished "1-2-3", Charlotte Rodon, the other french exchange coming from my school, joined me in the cubicle because she didn't have any space to work. So I decided, one evening, to put a welcoming message on the wall. That from this sentence was born the myth of "the french cubicle" and his team, "the french cubicle crew", alias FCC. I precise that after draw that we found a "welcome" carpet and put it at the "entrance" of our cubicle...



  1- This drawing was already there when I came there, so I just try to integrate it cause I couldn’t erase it properly.

  2- “WELCOME in the FRENCH cubicle”. That’s the first thing I draw on the wall. Means don’t be scared, I'm just french, I’m a human like you... I made a joke here, the mistake “in” is really french, as a direct translation, but really few people get it...

  3- One of my “piece” from the felt workshop. The first thing I put on the wall!

  4- Some of Charlotte pieces from the same workshop.

  5- The “cookies-felt” by Charlotte.

  6- The map of Ontario! With Charlotte we put pins on the places we went. That’s crazy to realize that the most of the people who live here didn’t travel at all in this area!

  7- The Charlotte’s “birthday Balloon”! I find it in the flower shop and fell in love with the concept! So I offer her one.

  8- The charlotte’s birthday chocolate offered by my canadian family. The box is empty... 

  9- Somebody decide, at least, to use our cubicle to show his painting! I don’t know who is it, but we were happy cause we propose it several time before!

10- Plastic plate from the Chromatose party, to celebrate the end of the school.

11- The guy who put the first painting continue!! Now there are a lot, great!



El Borbito
2009 
3 pieces of wood gift by Simon from the furniture department, black ink, bic pen, gold ink pen.

How I did my first reference:
El borbito is directly inspired by a comic called "El Borbah!" by Charles Burns. Before I put the three pieces of wood on the wall, i would use them to do a "freak" little girl with black ink, but when I saw it on the wall with the fire alarm few centimeters up, I understood that I had to include it. After that i couldn't imagine something else than a lucha libre belt. This is the birth-story of Borbito, he is the result between some extern elements (pieces of wood + fire alarm), my own drawing (1-2-3  Tell me a story or Blackie) and something I saw before (El Borbah!).








God Bless the FCC
2009
Blue ink, gold pigment and gold pen, bic pen.

The ghost story:
After I finished "El Borbito", I eared about a ghost story in our building. And I tried to talk about it with several people and the reactions were really weird. Two kind of reactions: first people never eared about it, second people are really scared and think there is something wrong (spirits, ghost... evil?) in the building... Some of them think that it's Annie Smith herself, the foundator of the program, cause our cubicle is in the Annie Smith Building... And some, the religious students, think it's maybe evils or something like that. So before to be annoyed by any ghost or spirit or evil, I took a decision to protect all the member of the French cubicle. Yeah, you don't now it, but since we called our cubicle, "the french cubicle", we decided with Charlotte to be "the French Cubicle Crew" or FCC. So, making fun about all those people who are scared to be alone in the building or to be there by night, I draw and paint a huge angel to protect every member of the french cubicle Crew in this evil building... Note that we welcome whoever want to be a part of it.  So now, if you're under-attacked by something supernatural in the terrific Annie Smith Building, you can run as hell and declare out of loud that you a part of the FCC and enjoy the French Angel protection.

Service available only in the French Cubicle, on the emergency way of the mezzanine.

ps: the story I eared seems happened in the actual french cubicle... But now, this area is out of danger!







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