Practicing escapism is a crucial part of living in a large city. I have been thinking a lot on this subject lately, with the seasons changing and my tolerance dwindling. In one sense, as artists, we are able to escape simply by looking at others' work or by making our own — a healthy benefit. Since I can remember, I have felt a satisfying sense of departure while studying the paintings of Jules de Balincourt. His subject matter takes the viewer on multiple transcendental rides, while his skillfully administered strata of highly saturated colors alone tend to put me elsewhere, doing away with the vague haze of our very real world. Before his work was shipped to London for his solo exhibition, Itinerant Ones, that opened at Victoria Miro on November 16th, I had the pleasure of doing a visit and drawing De Balincourt's most recent paintings. I ended up spending a couple days colliding with his worlds filled with fire, water, forests and meditation.