Tom RapavinI was born covered with hairs. I made a paint brush out of them to begin drawing like a madman. Then I was forced to discover school, where, drowned by waves of calculations and spelling errors, my graphic instincts were blocked. At recess, I escaped in my drawings, trying in vain to stay there. I do not remember my lessons, but remember well my first pencils. My drawings are like organs that come out of my body, going at times far from me, they are an integral part of me. Do not hesitate, let yourself be tempted, look me over.
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