martes, 17 de marzo de 2009

DEATHPROOF EXHIBIT(B)



"I was wrong. Cos they couldn't turn me on
Most men fear me, they say I was much too cold.
I didn't mean to kill the groove
They call me Regina"

Lyrics from "Regina" by Lifelike

domingo, 15 de marzo de 2009

DEATHPROOF EXHIBIT(A)



"To send me blue valentines
like half forgotten dreams
like a pebble in my shoe as I walk these streets

and the ghost of your memory
is the thistle in the kiss and the burgler
that can break a roses neck
it's the tattooed broken promise
that I hide beneath my sleeve
and I see you every time I turn my back"


Lyrics from "Blue Valentines" by Tom Waits

sábado, 14 de marzo de 2009

jueves, 12 de marzo de 2009

HERE'S LOOKING AT YOU KID



Early March, somewhere south Great Britania.
A colourless thursday.
Breakfast on the seafront, tea and cigarettes.
Seen greater moments, greater places.
All's a bit too slow now.
Too quiet and too thoughtful.

Sam's injecting good vibes.
Bright star and Wild Cat.
In her eyes, a city on fire.
A sensual Heatwave.
Love that Wild Cat.

miércoles, 11 de marzo de 2009

MY NIGHTMARE WITHOUT YOU



Paul Gallier: I didn't think you were ready, but you are. I knew it when I saw you with HIM.

Irena Gallier: Who? Oliver?

Paul Gallier: You want to fuck him, don't you? You dream about fucking him! Your whole body burns, it burns all along your nerves, in your mouth, your breasts... you go wet between your legs.

Irena Gallier: Stop it!

Paul Gallier: Every time it happens... you tell yourself it's love. But it isn't. It's blood. And death. You can't escape your nightmare without me, and I can't escape my nightmare without you. I've waited a long time for you.

martes, 10 de marzo de 2009

ONLY THE MOMENT




This time he is close to her,
he speaks to her.
She welcomes him without surprise.
They are without memories, without plans.
Time builds itself painlessly around them.
Their only landmarks are the flavor of the moment they are living
and the markings on the walls.





Is it the same day? He doesn't know.
they shall go on like this on countless walks in which an unspoken trust, an unadulterated trust will grow between them,
without memories or plans.
Up to the moment where he feels
-ahead of them- a barrier.

From Chris Marker's "La jetée"

jueves, 5 de marzo de 2009

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