Fred Deux
Recovered memory
There exist few works that we come out of scathed—works of love that embrace suffering as if it is the only substrate that is worth shaping; Yes, there are works like those of Fred Deux, which do not speak of the intellect but rather of the “folle du logis” that Malebranche distrusted—the imaginative clay that rumbles under the weight of the past and requires our trembling wills to advance though the rubble of our darkness as if that alone will show us the path to dawn.
