Camille bourniquel biography wife

We are linked together by some memories of A Military Academy of cadets in Laval, after then the choice for Aviation. Giving ourselves up to orientalist fascinations and to freedom we were given, we were a few to live in «medina» in a Arabian Hotel. Miraculous «delay», before the roundabout which were likely to scatter the effectives.

Neither Baron-Renouard, nor we were discharged. More training, more bonus from our flight, more braids all over our sleeves. For a year longer, we were told to stay in a strange organism, neither military nor civil, curiously named Armistice Army. For me, the march ended right there.

Camille Bourniquel (7 March – 1 April ) was a French poet, novelist and painter.

For Baron-Renouard, it kept on going. More than respectably. Like flying over super fortresses for six years, in which were for the world the climb from the deep. This is not to differentiate our Karma by starting to talk about this preamble, for the reason is that the initial course of his life was to me unique regarding other painters of the generation who were known during the years following the Liberation.

I invoke memories, because, since Rabat, since the first phase, and without any hesitation about his future life, Baron-Renouard, as he seemed to demonstrate about himself, having his own certainty, could only aim at becoming a painter and nobody else. Like no-one, in the group, he showed me his destiny as precisely as it could be. This was surely meant to be, because of the fact he was born in the temple, he was the grand-son of Paul Renouard, talented and famous artist, for whom, all what his time offered him was and endless resource.

The grandson has the same vital «accent», the same curiosity coping with reality … Is the first experience he knew an explanation for his need of space and panoramic discovery?