Without any academic training, and totally isolated from the established world of painting and illustration, but for those in the know, a certain touch that reminds you of anything from the Max and Crumb comics to the imagery of Ponç, Miró, Haring or the first Tàpies. The life of Jaume Anglès, through the free, firm strokes of his drawing, reveals that reality is incomprehensible when tackled head on. Only from the globalized, revolved, multiplied, fragmented and crushed image of the vestiges of the most immediate and spontaneous local immersion (pre-olympic Barcelona, the Kike Bar of the eighties, the falling of the twin towers, his study full of traces of life and dictionaries), the sight over and beyond the accommodating Establishment emerges and is filled with red hot life.