of course

This morning, visiting a bookshop in the Benelux, I saw a book with a painting from Mahi Binebine on the cover. His paintings are immediatly recognizable for me, even if they are new ones, as this one is. He has develloped all along these years a very personal style. We who have the privilege of being close friends of his even long before he began painting and writing litterature, are able to trace the evolution of this style, its sources, its influences, its maturity, its individuality. It makes our minds and hearts warmer. More than everything Mahi is a Friend, a brother. I even forgot the name of the book and its writer. I can only recall he is Moroccan. The book is worth bying without beeing read. For the painting on the cover. Mahi's. Of course.