“The comings and goings between the living room and the workshop are becoming more and more numerous, in vain I don't care. Not in place Then it becomes rarer. We settle into the gaze A few days where it seems to flow naturally Then everything goes wrong. I repeat to myself: let go, but nothing helps. I will try everything to the point of self-loathing.” Michel Potage (in Michel Potage Greenyard Pieces, published by Henry Bussière Art’s, Paris, 1996)

In an article dated May 17, 2015 published in Télérama, Olivier Cena asks: “What has become of Michel Potage? The work of this French painter, now 65 years old, disappeared from the picture rails around ten years ago.” The artist left us in 2020 and the news has not yet cau...