Lundi 28 septembre 2009
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I decided to put some order. I had to. My office is fantastic, but crowded. I've been postponing this for ages, and I knew why. Not because of the amount of work, I can deal with that. Because of
all these things that were lying in oblivion.
What can I say, now that I started to go through millions of words, musics and photographs ? I see lots of women,
and lots of BW. Life is made of projects, some came true and some did not, made of words - so many written here and then -, and made of encounters.
Now what ?
Here is a mix & match, I could explain but it's not necessary. By chance : Metro was one of the biggest photo lab in London, as proved by this expensive metallic grey
cover.
Metro has gone, Alexander McQueen has been bought by Gucci and
McQueen bought Metro. 76, Clerkenwell road, is now a temple for fashionistas. But also the place where I can meet a friend. I remember meeting a printer there, he would do cyanotypes for me, and
we would speak in this glass babel tower.
Bettina is gone. Pietra is following her way. I did not know
Marie when I met her. I saw Nat the other day, she's still beautiful, and she's doing well. The day before yesterday, I was working with Zoe on some design. As we did for this poster for Pietra,
a long time ago. Etc...
There has been parties, invits, exhibitions, and secrets. My first lab as a pro, was japanese. My mother used to
say : "you always need to choose the most difficult way, don't you ? " I don't.
So my first
visit card was japanese, there has been many cards and composites and stickers. The japanese one has always been my favorite. I could still write a few words. And speak. And watch. First card for
the first ipod, how funny. Rare tiny book, Rimbaud, a gift from a bookshop, never opened. Stupid me.
Look forward. Hand painting. 23 prints. 5 to 12 hours for
painting each. Bettina, unique.
McQueen in thermic image. A few words on a polaroid, from Shaun, adorable man. Great artist. For 10 years, each time we see he asks me to shoot his portrait. And I say yes. And I want to do it.
This year ? next week ? When he signed the polaroid, he then said : "it's going to be the hell of a show", and we laughed, and it's been the hell of a show. Dear Shaun...
I liked Marie on this picture, as I liked her shadow. I liked the word "nouveautés", so cute.
I was asked, as a contributor, "what is romance ?". I loved working for this magazine. Portraits, or fashion stories. It disappeared 2 years ago. Not commercial enough, a beautiful
magazine.
There has been some new years and the first program for the Opera. These hands. Always loved that picture.
Magritte was in New-York, Nicolas and I too. I used to collect funny tapes for many years. I took one picture, actually, in Joshua Tree before my Leica stopped functioning suddenly, for no
reason. And on this picture with Tom, there was Marc Ribot. Simone was talking about him last thursday.
Voilà. New-york will always be New-York, a long time ago I didn't know Nicolas, Martine still lives on the top
floor of the Chelsea Hotel, Moriguchi Sensei died and I haven't found the calligraphy he gave me. Not yet. Oblivion is an illusion.
