samedi 19 février 2011
vendredi 11 février 2011
dimanche 6 février 2011
samedi 8 janvier 2011
dimanche 14 novembre 2010
lundi 8 novembre 2010
mardi 2 novembre 2010
Cadavre Exquis [collage]
Scissors halves. bald wieder... dann für immer...
safe from harm (Live)
Canticum Canticorum IV, 12-16 You are the garden locked, Your childlike hands are waiting, Your lips are without violence. You are the fountain sealed, Life's frozen threshold, Tart and cold in ignorance. Take wings, north wind, Come, south wind, across the hills, And blow through this grove! Let all fragrances come awake, Let life free itself From sleep's frozen depth. Hugo von Hofmannsthal.
"they sang the way you sack a city, The way you kill yourself"
ravage
- they were right to sing, were they?
- Dead Right, Madame.
... lost today
almost accessible
to the vertigo dullness
ended at midnight
the sophosticated animal
with its illusions
opens up the flight
from educational clarity
and the withered victim
expertly hunted
bright red icicles
thick mocking ...
(t. tzara)
- Self deprivation is a must
Marcel Duchamp - On Indifferent Taste
- Selavy, Mal a dit
_LICHT_
_LICHT_
pieces left.
- J'aime.
la brume turquoise
- [blank]
"Probably the closest things to perfection are the huge absolutely empty holes that astronomers have recently discovered in space."
Work in Progress
autre/andere/anden.
Marcelline des Champs
1/2 Schere
[closed] sans opinion
- OUT SOUNDS NICE ACTUALLY.
Mutatio Vanitatum
- what's the point anyway?
[Tension Villa in accidentology]
safety kit: no point - just pencil
safe from harm (Live)
Canticum Canticorum IV, 12-16 You are the garden locked, Your childlike hands are waiting, Your lips are without violence. You are the fountain sealed, Life's frozen threshold, Tart and cold in ignorance. Take wings, north wind, Come, south wind, across the hills, And blow through this grove! Let all fragrances come awake, Let life free itself From sleep's frozen depth. Hugo von Hofmannsthal.
"they sang the way you sack a city, The way you kill yourself"
ravage
- they were right to sing, were they?
- Dead Right, Madame.
... lost today
almost accessible
to the vertigo dullness
ended at midnight
the sophosticated animal
with its illusions
opens up the flight
from educational clarity
and the withered victim
expertly hunted
bright red icicles
thick mocking ...
(t. tzara)
- Self deprivation is a must
Marcel Duchamp - On Indifferent Taste
- Selavy, Mal a dit
_LICHT_
_LICHT_
pieces left.
- J'aime.
la brume turquoise
- [blank]
"Probably the closest things to perfection are the huge absolutely empty holes that astronomers have recently discovered in space."
Work in Progress
autre/andere/anden.
Marcelline des Champs
1/2 Schere
[closed] sans opinion
- OUT SOUNDS NICE ACTUALLY.
Mutatio Vanitatum
- what's the point anyway?
[Tension Villa in accidentology]
safety kit: no point - just pencil
jeudi 28 octobre 2010
mercredi 6 octobre 2010
lundi 4 octobre 2010
vendredi 1 octobre 2010
dialogue
elles étaient trop sages, trop sages.
cela ne présageait rien de bon.
the word to start with was: plague
cela ne présageait rien de bon.
the word to start with was: plague
mardi 14 septembre 2010
lundi 13 septembre 2010
jeudi 26 août 2010
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