Colour has been an integral part of my life ever since childhood. In 1963, shortly after I was born, my father founded his own company and started to manufacture artist paints, pioneering water-based artist colours in continental Europe.
Lascaux was a family company; my parents had very little means but lots of enthusiasm. Like an alchemist, in the depths of the cellar of our home, my father mixed ingredients and stirred them in large pots, turning them into beautiful and luminous colours. I remember the joy of helping to label the aluminium tubes and carefully putting them in a cardboard box.
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