The Man Who Fights The Bull

I have a powerful story to tell. As an artist, I normally create paintings issued from my own fantasy, with probably the unconscious hope that they will touch somebody’s else fantasy  and perhaps even lead to a sale one day.

Many years ago, as I moved from Germany to Spain, I founded an art business with a group of international artists, with, attached to it, an art school. The main goal of the business was to paint on commission. Here is how we wanted to sell the idea:

“We all have the deep desire to create a personalized work of art. This can be a portrait of a loved one, a painting of your favourite landscape, an artistic representation of a dream or an abstract idea. This can be a personalized copy of a famous painting or a photograph: your wife as a Mona Lisa or your husband as The Laughing Cavalier! It could be a personalized scene from a film or a book; your son as Harry Potter, your fiancée as Marilyn Monroe or your friends as the Famous Five, or the Beatles! Or a surrealistic montage of your preferred elements… Or any other fruits of your imagination. In other words, to visualize artistically everything that real life impedes us from seeing. This could be a painting of your house here or your house in your native land or the house where you were born, or a painting of your friend´s new house as a house-warming present. It could also be a scene of  a landscape that you like particularly, or a panoramic view of a famous place, and we will paint the person you want within these scenes. It could be almond trees in blossom…Whatever… we will paint it!”

The business worked well, but I always noticed that people had problems to find their own ideas,  to translate their dreams and wishes and visions in words which we could then visualize into a painting. They needed much help, too much. It cost us too much energy to try extracting the dreams from our client’s sleeping consciousnesses.  Eventually we gave up and most of the time, the commissioned works were normal portraits, people and pets, and houses. It was very frustrating for me, I was missing the creativity, which was meant to be the core of the business idea.

Well, the other day, I had a wonderful surprise. I received the following email:

“Hello Miki,

Ever since I was very young, I have carried a small piece of paper in my wallet with the following quote:

Bullfight critics, ranked in rows,
Crowd the enormous plaza full,
But only one is there who knows,
And he’s the man that fights the bull.

That quote has been very special to me over the years, so I would love to have a painting in my office with that quote and a representative scene. I found your painting Toroscape 43 and it is nearly perfect. The alertness of the matador, the intensity of the bull, and you can almost feel the lock between the two. The one thing that’s missing from my quote are the rows of critics.

Would it be possible for you to change the background of Toroscape 43 to a view of intense “bullfight critics”? Also, I would love to have my quote artistically overlaid onto the painting…”


Toroscape 43 – by Miki de Goodaboom

 This request reminded me so much of my old business! Of course I accepted to try to do the job, a little bit worried though about how to embed the intense row of critics. But well, I did it, and my client loves the result, a Toroscape I called

“The Man Who Fights The Bull”

The Man Who Fights The Bull - by Miki de Goodaboom

The Man Who Fights The Bull – by Miki de Goodaboom

Somehow I was very curious. I sensed that there was a powerful personal story behind this request, and I asked my client. He was so kind to tell me, and also to give me the permission to make this blog post about it. I reproduce his answer here, which really gave me goosebumps  as I read it.

“… My story actually doesn’t have anything to do with bullfighting, but I love the meaning behind the quote. In college, I was a boxer and won the heavy weight Golden Gloves. I always loved reading about other fighters, so I read ‘A Fighters Heart’ by Sam Sheridan. That is where I first read the quote. “Bullfight critics ranked in rows crowd the enormous plaza full” to me means that there are a lot of people who criticize or speculate what can and cannot be done – who will win the fight, can a 20 year old kid start a company, etc etc. “But only one is there who knows and he’s the man that fights the bull” to me means that the only person who can actually determine the outcome is the “man fighting the bull”, not the critics. This quote struck me as this is exactly the way my family raised me to think, so I wrote it on a piece of paper and have carried it in my wallet ever since as a reminder. As a boxer, an engineer, and entrepreneur you’re very often being told what is and is not feasible, but you’re really the only one who determines what is truly possible.  The book mentions that JFK also carried the quote in his pocket…”

Isn’t it a wonderful lesson for life for us all? And for me personally, the weird thing is that it is exactly the way I lead my life.

With the story and the customized painting being so personal, I did not want to sell prints to other people at first. But my client was so kind to say that he was ok with me selling it if people really like it. So here it is, available in many different sizes, as Giclee print on Fine Art Paper or Canvas, or as Acrylic or Metal print.

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The Brain of A Bullfighter

Toroscape 61 – Watercolour and ink painting by Miki

Some days ago I have read an interesting scientific article about the brains of bullfighters, written by Doctor Antonio Alcalá Malavé . Well, being a scientist in my first profession (mathematician and physician) and an aficionado from birth, it was of course interesting to me. Unfortunately it was in Spanish, and I haven’t got so much time (and probably not the required ability) to translate it in its entirety, so I will try to translate  what seems the most important to me.

“According to the article, “The brain of a bullfighter” is  a rarely researched field. Doctor Alcalá Malave presented his theory in a conference called “The Magic of A Bullfighter Brain”, a theory about the behaviour of the bullfighter brains. His aim being to make an objective, scientific approach with the help of cerebral biochemy and cellular biology.

Apparently the quantity and quality of neuronal transmitters of a bullfighter is much higher  than the one of a normal person. Consequently a bullfighter hasn’t got a normal brain.

A bullfighter feels fear, tremendous fear. This fears changes his brain. Through his fear his brain emits a different frequency than normal humans: the paranormal frequency.

The bullfighter are mediums who sense what will happen next. They are able to unite all their cells at light speed: consequently, as they fight, they enter a state of “light coherency”, emitting light through the big quantity of energy they are freeing.

The neurotransmitter which makes bullfighter fighting at perfection is  “dopamine”, the same which secrete people in love. The one which makes him fighting with happiness is “serotonine”.

Nevertheless, there is another neurotransmitter, “vasopresine”, which a bullfighter secretes in much lower quantity, but predisposes him biologically to unfaithfulness: it is what is called a collateral effect of being a bullfighter. These collateral effects are the ones which define the general personality outside the bullring. For example, their high index of testosterones make them very protective of their environment and of their clan.

One has always thought that bullfighter are made out of another stuff. But Doctor Alcalá says that it is not true. He says that they are made out of the same paste as normal people. But they use other and own means, not used by normal persons with the aim to be able to confront and fight the bulls.
But in which place of the brain is situated the organ which is responsable for the taste of Manzanares for the capote, for the happy courage of Jose Tomas, for the magnetism of Morante in the bullring? What do bullfighters move more, their heart or their brain?

Doctor Alcalá answers that one of the biggest reservoirs of a bullfighter electromagnetism is not the brain, but the heart. They feel that when the heart emits in a frequency of compassion and love, they are more able to make a better fight,  while when it emits a frequency of fear or hate towards the animal, it is better not to come close to it, because it is when, normally, they get caught.

The article ends saying that The mysteries of a bullfighter brain and heart have been now discovered by Doctor Alcalá as if he was opening the mysterious Pandora box of bullfighting, according to the clear parameters offered by anatomy, biology, mathematics and quantum physics, among otehr sciences.

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Honte a moi! Shame on me!

Aujourd’hui j’ai eu la chance de recevoir un mail qui va me permettre de mettre un peu a jour ce blog que j’avais delaisse a cause d’autres projets dont les toros etaient absents…

Today I was so lucky to receive a mail which allows me to update this blog which I had because of other projects from which the bulls were absent.

Alors voila le chef’d’oeuvre/follows the work of art:

“Chère Madame,

Je suis tombée par hasard sur votre blog, je suis horrifiée et scandalisée de voir que vous puissiez être fan des corridas, mais quelle honte, avez-vous une âme, un coeur?

Il est scandaleux qu’au 21ème siècle un specatcale aussi sanguinaire, digne de barbare soit autorisé!

Ne venez surtout pas me dire que les taureaux ne souffrent pas ce serait de l’ignorance de votre part,biensûr qu’ils souffrent et atrocement, ces pauvres animaux sont empoissonnées avant même d’entrer dans les arènes, on leur transperce les côtes, ils souffrent une longue agonie jusqu’à ce que son bourreau le tue, mais quel scandale

Et quand j’entends que la corrida est une tradition mais je hurle de rire, sachez chère Madame, que ce n’est pas parce qu’une tradition est ancienne qu’elle est bonne, et en quoi consiste cette tradition?à massacrer des bêtes pour le plaisir de stupides êtres humains, “humains” plutôt assassins, et vous, vous êtes autant coupable que ces torreros car vous faites de la pub pour ces horribles spectacles.

Allez visiter le site du CRAC (Comité radicalement anti corrida) et là vous verrez enfin, il serait temps pour vous d’ouvrir les yeux, que les corridas sont horribles et qu’elles doivent être interdite, et sachez que moi je me battrai jusqu’au dernier jour de ma vie pourque les corridas soient interdites et croyez moi quand il s’agit de défense des animaux je suis la plus grande protectrice!

Et n’essayez surtout pas d’essayer de me convaincre du bienfait des corridas car ce serait peine perdue, des gens comme vous je ne veux même pas leur parler, vous êtes ignorante, sans âme, sans conscience, j’espère que votre blog fermera bientôt, honte à vous!


Pour ceux qui ne comprennent pas cette magnifique langue qu’est le francais, je vais traduire, en essayant d’etre le plus fidele possible a l’original, pour ne pas courir le risque de gacher cette oeuvre geniale.. regalez-vous!:

For the ones who don’t understand French I will translate, trying to be as faithful as possible to the original.. enjoy!

“Dear Madame,

I found your blog by accident, I am horrified and scandalised to see that you can be a bullfight fan, but what a shame, have you got a soul, a heart?

It is scandalous that such a bloody show, worthy of the Barbarians, is allowed in the 21st century.

And don’t come and tell me that the bulls don’t suffer, this would be ignorance from you, of course they suffer, and awfully, these poor animals are poisoned before they enter the ring, they pierce their lips, they suffer a long agony before his executioner kills him, what a scandal

And when I hear that bullfight is a tradition, I scream with laughter, you must know, dear Madame, it is not because a tradition is ancient that it is good, and what is it this tradition which consists in massacring animals for the pleasure of  stupid human beings, “Human” rather assassins, and you, you are as guilty as these torreros as you make advertising for these horrible shows.

Go and visit the CRAC site (Comity Radically Anti Corrida) and there, you will eventually see, it would be time for you to open your eyes, that the corridas are horrible and that they should be forbidden, and you should know that me, I will fight until the last day of my life to get the corridas forbidden and believe me, when it concerns animals, I am the biggest protector!

And don’t even try to convince me of the benefits of the corridas because it wuld be wasted effort, people like you I don’t even want to speak to them, you are an ignorant, without soul, without consciousness, I hope that your blog will be closed soon, shame on you!



PS: This “Leila” is obviously the “Catherine” that left all the lovely comments on different posts on my blog. I won’t translate them, as she tends to get a bit repetitive!

La corrida, un truc de vieux appelé à disparaître ?


Les jeunes n’aiment plus la corrida

On entend parfois  que la corrida va disparaître naturellement puisque les jeunes spectateurs d’aujourd’hui désertent les arènes au profit des concerts et des stades de foot. Ainsi, ce « spectacle barbare » serait tout doucement en train de mourir de sa belle mort, il n’en aurait plus que pour deux ou trois générations.

Un dessin d’ABC

Ce débat, lui, n’est pas tout jeune. Rappelons-nous ce dessin fameux publié dans un ABC d’il y a une vingtaine d’années – ou plus peut-être, le temps passe si vite ! On y voyait une arène comble de spectateurs fervents en train d’attendre la sortie du taureau, alors que, surgissant du trou noir du couloir, arrivait en plein soleil sous les vivas… un ballon de foot ! Une génération plus tard, la tauromachie ne s’est jamais aussi bien portée. Les fauves qui jaillissent du couloir provoquent toujours la sourde et puissante exclamation du public saluant la sauvagerie, la force et la beauté du toro bravo.

Les jeunes vont vieillir !

En réalité, la seule inéluctable certitude est que les jeunes d’aujourd’hui sont les moins jeunes de demain. Or le goût de l’art classique, la volonté d’exalter ses racines et le plaisir de la nostalgie croissent avec l’âge, c’est bien connu. C’est ainsi que depuis des siècles des millions de jeunes Espagnols ont découvert la tauromachie sur le tard et sont devenus des aficionados experts et enthousiastes. Conclusion, nos jeunes rockers prendront un jour ou l’autre, c’est sûr, le chemin des arènes et nous verrons encore souvent l’affiche « No hay billete » orgueilleusement placardée sur les murs des plazas.

De la confiture de fraise

Les anti-taurins ne vont pas disparaître non plus, et c’est tant mieux. Leurs actions sont formidables, ils doivent absolument persister. En effet, c’est un régal pour l’œil de s’attarder sur les photos de presse prises lors de leurs manifestations, et il serait dommage de ne plus pouvoir admirer toutes ces jeunes femmes absolument nues, le corps barbouillé de confiture de fraise…

Par Bernard F.




In my last post I was writing about the use of the colour blue in my bullfight paintings, which seems to be quite unusual. Some people categorically don’t like it as they think that bullfight must spin around warm colours, others like it because it is unusual, and some  perhaps need time to get used to it…

A few days later, I received the following mail:

” Hello, my name is Tom. I am from England. I am taking GCSE art on the subject of red and have themed it all around bullfighting and Spanish culture. For my project I need an artist study and through research on the internet found your home site and its greatly interesting and your works have significantly influenced how i plan to do my final piece. I was wondering whether you would mind if i could complete my artist study on you and your pieces.


Kind regards”

Honestly, I  quite often receive mails from young students, who like my art so much that they want to write their final work about  me. This is always a great moment for me, as I believe that one can be very proud to be able to inspire young people.

But this one was a very special joy for me. I feel quite close to the whole bull and bullfight world, not only with my art but with my heart too. Although I understand the people who are against it or even hate it, I always feel very sad when they attack it without even knowing what they are speaking about. To meet a young man, who comes from a different culture, and chooses bullfight to make his final work on it is simply GREAT!

I was so touched that I asked Tom to tell me a little bit more about his project and which bullfight painting of mine he more associates with “Red”.  He was kind enough to send me the following answer:

“… The subject of Red was one offered by the exam body but elaboration on the subject was left entirely to the student. For me the typically red bull fighter’s cape links bullfighting to the title. My idea is that the colour red, as a hot colour, can often symbolise anger which could be present in the bull, and red can also reflect blood spilt in the manner of fighting. So far I have completed primary studies on the way red fabric flows mimicking the red cape, and many secondary studies, using different media, of matadors and bulls. While originally I intended to emphasize the red of the cape and any blood present I have begun to extend the red beyond the cape to become the principle colour of the matador, the bull and even surrounding landscape. In this I am attempting to bring the anger and heat through as well as depicting the scene, and of course, it remains close to the title.

The painting I associate most with red is “Tired” fundamentally because reds and oranges
are the main colours, but also my personal interpretation is the sate of the bull reflects how its weaking and links to the blood spilt in the fight. I have been studying Spanish for a number of years and intend to take it for A-level next year, other than France, Spain is the only place I have been on holiday and I love the culture. However I have not yet had the chance to view a bullfight so my direct link to it is somewhat limited… “

I want here to thank Tom for his direct, wonderful contribution to my blog, and for giving me the hope back,  that bullfight will not die… Many people argue, that bullfight will automatically die by lack of spectators within 1 or 2 generations… perhaps not? Are perhaps our young people from today more tolerant?

Well, I shall write a post soon about the death of bullfight…

One more Toroscape…

toroscape27-xs– Toroscape 27 –

Bon, lentement mais surement je me replonge dans la corrida. Pas toujours évident de trouver l’envie de les peindre, c’est vraiment un sujet très particulier, et souvent j’ai besoin de longues pauses entre les séries. Je ne crois pas que la pause est complètement finie, mais j’ai trouvé ce matin un dessin commence il y a quelques semaines, puis abandonné pour autres priorités, et finalement oublié… j’ en ai aimé le sujet, alors j’ai repris le dessin et l’ai continué, d’abord à l’encre, puis à l’aquarelle, et finalement, et c’est bien le cas de le dire, je l’ai achevé à l’ordinateur!

J’ai aussi sur mon chevalet dans la salle de bains transformée en atelier pour peinture sauvage, un tableau de corrida à l’ acrylique sur toile, commencé il y a environ 3 semaines… il faudrait que je l’achève bientôt celui-là aussi, car j’ai l’intention de faire toute une série à l’acrylique sur toile… mais quand je fais çà, de la peinture j’en mets partout, et pour le moment je me sens un peu sophistiquée et je n’ai pas envie de me salir  🙂

Et puis faut dire aussi, et ca c’est moins amusant, que depuis que nous avons amenage ici, a Turre (Andalicia, Provincia de Almeria) l’approvisionnement en materiel de peinture est devenu très diffcile, et je suis obligée de commander presque tout en Allemagne… et mes acryliques, elles se font un peu rare… alors peindre sans les couleurs dont j’ai besoin, ca pourrait etre un challenge genre occasion de changer ma palette de couleurs, mais queston corrida, il y a quand même des couleurs que je ne peux pas trop varier…

Je ne voudrais pas vivre dans une grande ville comme Paris ou Londres, mais je dois dire qu’il y a une chose dont je les ai envie vraiment les artistes qui y vivent:

leurs magasins de peinture!

An English Rocker in the bullring….


I first visited Spain, or to be more precise, the Balearic Islands, thirty-three years ago, and have been regularly visiting the Almeria region since 1985. I finally moved here to live around 6 years ago, yet, until recently, had never attended a Bullfight.

I have never had a problem with this particular manifestation of Spanish Culture, not being given to hysterical animal rights outbursts, and rather viewed it as a rich and colourful evocation of Spanish tradition. That said, I remained largely ignorant of it.

When I met Miki, and began to develop an appreciation of “the ballet between man and beast”  that is so evoked in her Bullfight art, I felt that I would one day attend a Bullfight myself.

And so, towards the end of last year, on the Occasion of the annual fiesta in our village, Turre, we went along to the large portable arena on the outskirts, where I came face to face with this great Spanish tradition.

What you have to understand is, I viewed it from a unique perspective. I had come to know Bullfighting through Miki’s paintings, each pass, each Olé,  each carefully choreographed stage, beautifully illustrated, scene by scene. I had learned about the picadores, the different capes, pink and red, and the importance of a clean kill.

As I sat above the dusty ring, outside this humble village, my eyes were assailed by pomp, ceremony, and a riot of colour! As the Bullfight commenced, I was stunned as what seemed to be an endless series of Miki’s images leapt into life, right in front of me. It was a profound moment, I understood the passion of this misunderstood art, and the reverence and respect the fighters themselves have for their powerful adversaries.

A thrill coursed through me as each bull careened into the arena, snorting, stomping, a seemingly unstoppable powerhouse. In that moment, I think I knew that man and beast are inextricably linked in a profound and ancient manner, and to seek the demise of this incredible spectacle would be the equivalent of gelding a nation.

By Kev Moore

The Day She became the First Woman Bullfighter on Horseback in France – Part 3

(Joel D.,  friend and author here in Amour Toro, gave me the links to a temoignage written by Marie Sara, the first woman bullfighter on horseback in France. I am so impressed and fascinated by this story that I feel the need to translate it from French, to give as many people as possible the possibility to read it. The basic message has in fact nothing to do with bulls and bullfights. It is simply  a great lesson of courage and will, and the proof how dreams can become reality if we really want it. This is why I believe that it is a very important message for everybody!)

The Day when I became the First Woman Bullfighter on Horseback in France   – Part 3

Since then, even if I don’t fight the bulls any more, I  stood of course in the Taurean milieu, the big passion of my life. Close to Arles where I live, I now have a bull breeding farm (“Los Galos”) which boasts more than 150 head.

As for the future, I would like to become a bullfighters agent and then director of an arena- As Simon Casas did in Nimes.

Will I succeed?

I don’t know, but what I do know is that I will try my best to reach it, in the same way I did it it all my life. And there is no reason that it should not happen: if I succeeded in becoming the first woman bullfighter on horseback in France, why shouldn’t I be able to reach these new goals which are mine today? With passion and work -much work- I sincerely believe that nothing is impossible. My way of life proves it, I think.

I am often asked if I am proud to have been the first woman bullfighter on horseback in France.

I am not especially proud of me, for me. Happy and touched, yes, absolutely, but proud… What seems more important to me is that I could cause some young girls to dream. To transmit to them my passion and to give them the lust to enter this magnificent career. If I were able to create vocations and to open doors, then I would be very happy.

I think that it is easier today than in my time, even if the level has considerably ameliorated. Not only because I have contributed to it. But also because the Taurean milieu – which was so macho, sexist and conservative- slowly opened itself. Probably because they have understood that it is in their own interest, especially in these times when the anti-bullfight lobbies become more and more structured, powerful and influential.

Bullfight, even if it is  still very popular in the south, has not reached a national popularity.

The arguments of “the antis” are always the same: barbarism, butchery, cruelty, violence…

I hear them and I try to respect them. Having said that, I would like that these people have a more global and above all more cultural view of bullfighting.

Bullfight, at least for us, is an art. It means sublime lights, magnificent colours, choreography filled with grace, music… A feria is a feast, a communion, an extraordinary ambience which cannot leave anybody indifferent.

Bullfight is an art of living and a culture. And culture, whether you like it or not, you have to respect it.

“The antis” only speak of the sort reserved for the bulls. I want to answer them:

First of all, the animal will die, one day or an other, it is a certainty. Like cows, chicken, whatever. And since man is man, he is a carnivore.

Then you must understand that nobody respects the bull more than the bullfighter himself. He grew and lived with him, he profoundly loves him. Today I am a bull breeder, as I said,  and I can testify that I care for my herd with infinite love and attention.

This will make some people smile, but nevertheless it is true. So true that it is not rare that certain animals, -considered as especially brave- are saved. One never speaks about that…

A bullfighter is neither a bully, nor a sadist who persecutes the animal. For that man,  nothing is worse than to miss the death blow. The death blow by the way, when it is achieved according to the laws of this art, leads to an instantaneous death. No pain then.

There is a deep respect which ties the bull to the man. And these are not just words, they are the reality of the arena.

To caricature bullfight as “a circus game” is as simplistic as to attribute it to some act of butchery. Running the risk of repeating myself I have to say again that it is all infinitely richer and more subtle. It is certainly not a coincidence that so many writers, film makers, and famous intellectuals dedicated magnificent works to the bullfight world, which still serve as references. Neither a coincidence that in spite of all the pressure, the ferias nowadays still show “complete” and that no-one can deny the fascination of the public.

That one does not approve bullfight is something I hear and respect.

I would simply like that some people make more efforts to understand and accept that culture which is ours. In its global nature and its history. And not only by the thin end of the wedge. I am not pleading here, everybody is free to think what he wants. My words are only the words of a woman who had the luck and happiness to enter this noble family of the Tauromachy. The words of a passionate woman happy to have made some people dream, vibrate and to have caused vocations to bloom.


Happy New Toro Year 2009!


I want to wish a happy new Year 2009 to all the people of the worlds who, like me, love the Toro world!

And of course,  I wish a happy new year too to all the bulls of the world!


Je souhaite une merveilleuse nouvelle année 2009 à tous les gens de ce monde, qui, comme moi, aiment le monde du Toro.

Et bien sur, je souhaite aussi une bonne année 2009 à tous les taureaux du monde!


Feliz año nuevo 2009 a toda la gente del mundo, quien, como yo, ama al mundo del Toro!

Y feliz año nuevo tambien a todos los toros del mundo!


Ich wünsche ein glückliches neues Jahr 2009 allen Leute der Welt die, wie ich, die Toro Welt lieben!

Und natuerlich auch  allen Stieren der Welt!

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Aux âmes bien nées…


En France, les becerrades sont des corridas sans pique ni épée, donc sans mise à mort, où de jeunes espoirs affrontent de jeunes taureaux de 2 ans, des becerros.

Connaissez-vous l’article L 211-11 du code du travail ? Celui-ci interdit aux enfants de moins de 16 ans d’effectuer des travaux «dangereux pour leur vie, leur santé, leur moralité».

Cet article est utilisé par les « anti-corridas » pour faire interdire les becerrades. Ces derniers mois, la polémique a enflé avec la venue de Michelito, un jeune franco-mexicain de 10 ans, déjà star en Amérique latine. Les « anti » ont réussi à faire annuler plusieurs becerrades, certains procureurs ayant fait appliquer la loi. D’autres n’ont pas donné suite et Michelito a pu se produire en différents lieux.

La lecture d’articles concernant ce jeune torero m’a rappelé que j’avais vu une becerrade en 1982 où figurait une toute jeune fille. Je l’avais prise en photo.

Les arènes portatives d’Arles étaient pleines d’amateurs qui ne savaient sans doute pas qu’on utiliserait un jour un article du Code du travail pour interdire ces manifestations !

Je ne sais ce qu’elle est devenue… 26 ans après ! Mais je me souviens de sa fougue et de son courage face à une bête bien vaillante. Malgré les charges désordonnées de ce petit toro, elle avait réussi à montrer l’étendue de son jeune art…

Aux âmes bien nées, la valeur n’attend pas le nombre des années… !

Auteur: Joel D.

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