Do you want to know what I'm really thinking?

A typical David Lynch line but this comes from a David Lynch painting forming part of an exhibition currently on display at the Fondation Cartier in Paris. This is the first time that his work has comprised an entire exhibition.

I had the good fortune to catch this on last night's CNN - unfortunately, I didn't know where it was on display. A series of happy turnings (i.e. getting lost in this morning's rain) led me happily to the details. Amusingly enough, Cartier turned out to be situated almost next door to the Montparnasse Cemetery where I was earlier this morning. Small world...

His work is, in summary, like his movies: frequently disturbing, but with a very sharp sense of humour. It is also packed with fabulous one-liners; I burst out laughing more than once.

Highlight for me were the ground floor series of large paintings - many of which concern Bob, a loosely defined character who assumes whatever role is needed ("Bob's Anti-gravity factory"/"Bob comes face to face with an ill-defined abstraction")- and excerpts from his notebooks. The notebooks are scrawled/pencilled/painted on everything from table napkins and post-it notes to memos from his shows (such as the opening page to the script for episode 24 of Twin Peaks).

Also notable is a life-size recreation of a colourful living room. This has to be seen...it reminded me of nothing more than Twin Peaks' famous dream sequence.

I can still dream, can't I?