Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec (1864-1901)


Although the critics were unkind

To your gaudy, bold design,

Your brash and brilliant, new display

Of every Montmartre cabaret

Would set the stage for imitation

Of all your poster innovation;

The orange hair, the garish light,

Each graphic scene set to excite.

A draftsman of debauchery,

You painted pain's frivolity.

And though your life was cut in half,

Your work lives on, a loud last laugh.



©Charles Ghigna

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