It's 1987. David Robilliard is a young artist and writer in London. His work is raw as it is refreshing. It's coarse but laceratingly clever exploring everything from dating and sex to depression and loss.
It's 1987. David Robilliard is a young artist and writer in London. His work is raw as it is refreshing. It's coarse but laceratingly clever exploring everything from dating and sex to depression and loss.
