Em and I tracked down his museum in Barcelona. He was a Catalan artist and writer, all about typography, visual puns, poetry, cabaret, theatre, cinema, magic & sleight of hand And fiercely keeping Catalan alive during the Franco years, when the fascists tried their best to stamp Catalan out entirely. (He kind of makes me sorry that I totally dissed and pooh-poohed Catalan for the two years I lived in Catalunya. Because otherwise I could understand his writing.)
You don't need Catalan to understand his sculptures and graphics though.
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