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Old Québec has clothed its white coat and muffled up its buildings in soft silvery cotton. The snow and intense cold further mellow its tender somnolence in nonchalant calmness. A city of fleeting amorous adventures all breathing in unison the sweet fragrance of idyllic sentiments! – André Latulippe
The artist would have been a poet or an author, had painting not cast its spell over him. Bewitched by the City of Québec, the painter deems himself a populist. Born in 1940, in the working-class district of Saint- Sauveur, André Latulippe depicts anonymous figures evolving among the architectural anthology of the first French speaking city in North-America. In solidarity with those of most humble human condition within the realm of historical dimension, his work bears witness to the determination of a man shining an antique jewel until it sparkles.
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Old Québec has clothed its white coat and muffled up its buildings in soft silvery cotton. The snow and intense cold further mellow…