R.W. de Cazenave.

Article published in Caractère Noël #13, 1957

At a time when graphic deformation -I could even say malformation- holds a place of honor, Rémy Lejeune (Ladoré) suddenly appears, impertubable and disdainful of fashion, conveying the original dignity of the line.

Some would object, saying that he looks to the past, that he is imbued with an Italian spirit, that he is also haunted by sumptuous Flemish art and that he alternately favors Boticelli, then Memling. I ignore it all. Even better, it rather pleases me that he retains a respectful recollection of long-gone masters, that he honors their memories and thereby contributes to their eternity.

But Rémy Lejeune is not just talented; this would be too easy for him. This tightrope walker has the skill which engenders mastery. His continual fluctuations are equal to his grace; he makes use of them as an artist, master of his Craft.

He imposes his character and imbues them with his personality -as that is his aim. These works, which are so uniquely of his making, are created from these struggles, with Lejeune the easy Victor. The interpreter joins hands with the creator. Is there any better union ?