The Paparazzi session is still on... Working on it. Enjoy ! • •
Feeling Home. I. Looking under the table. Slightly more complicated. Tied, untied. H like Home, H like Hidden under a table. Feeling Home. II, III & IV. Making a note of that : everywhere I feel Home, there is a window somewhere. Hidden somewhere. Very...
The clock is ticking. The world is turning. The clock keeps ticking. The world keeps turning. All the clocks keep ticking. I suppose that's what the clocks are made for. Ticking. • •
Grinderman, méconnu du minuscule "grand" public. Chic. Parce qu'un concert comme celui du 26 octobre, first concert ever de Grinderman à Paris, ça se mérite, ça se garde aussi. Inside. D.R. Nick Cave, at his darkest. Warren Ellis, at his wildest. Martin...
No matter what you think, how you feel, where you go, who you meet, when it happens. Some things. You can never get enough. No matter how many times it may occur in a lifetime. It still works. Clouds. Words. Music. Truth. Lights. White pages. Serendipity....
- How many petals in a rose ? - How many keys in a Remington ? - How many feathers in an angel's wing ? - How many birds in a sky ? - How many questions left ? - ... - Maybe white roses are made for winter times. - Or for winter birds. - Or for angels....
No comment. 9 X 2010. • "Le Jeune Homme et La Mort" de Roland Petit. Palais Garnier. 7 & 9 octobre 2010.
Alessandro Baricco est Italien. Paul Auster est américain. Haruki Murakami est Japonais. On ne pourrait imaginer trois écritures plus éloignées. Et pourtant. Ces trois auteurs suscitent également un état de perpétuel questionnement, des sentiments infinis...
Samples. Flesh tones. Flesh. Reading these words endlessly. Flesh. Thoughts. Flesh, body & soul. She said : "You're an angel". Am I ? If only... Then I could fly tomorrow. Wish me something. Anything. Since just like that it came back. Yesterday. That...