Water is a woman


tonight, shadow, close the door and shut up

The Lord is far, the sky is humates, wheat is bitterly,

Water is a woman

and other bread I have not


I sharpening dream with a edge of heart

and do not know

fallen dust is from the heart or dream…

one tear is transform in the snow under the eyelids,

drain on the shoulders of which will never grow wings


the wall from tomorrow, keep one mirror with

the melancholy of Adam

I me climb on her frame, I licking and my tongue a bleeding

the smell of close for dream seems damp incense


shadow, close the door and shut up

The Lord is away, the watch of trickles ball of fire on his chest

and another day I have not



Picture: Anne Hathaway who is set to star in a movie adaptation of Shakespeare play The Taming Of The Shrew. 

Jones The Cat


Prometheus or How The Corporation Defeated The Alien

Read Alien, retold from the cat’s perspective

Alien, From The Point Of View Of Jones The Cat


Portrait d’un pilote de guerre


Sur cette jolie photo prise probablement autour de mars 1919 à Haguenau on peut y voir au centre Maurice Bizot  de la Spa 90 compagnon d’Ambrogi et de Pierre Weiss … à l’extrême droite se trouve un pilote de l’escadrille 23, le sergent Marcel Marchand (cette photo lui a appartenu) …

C’est comme si le temps s’est arrêté.


Photographer Kourtney Roy


23 Dec 2012

On the second floor of a small apartment building in Montreuil, a suburb east of Paris, there’s a tiny two-room flat with a small diamanté ‘K’ on the front door. This is where Kourtney Roy lives and works. 

Roy belongs to a generation of female photographers whose very existence is changing the face of fashion photography. The old cliché of the male photographer thrusting his lens at a supine female model is becoming a thing of the past.

Her fashion photography (which includes work for Dior and glossies such as Wallpaper*) is splendid, but it’s Roy’s art photography that is really attracting attention. It’s been featured in exhibitions this year in Paris, Deauville and Milan.

Particularly remarkable are her self-portraits, in which she poses, lost in thought, in empty rooms or on deserted beaches.

Read the full article by Anne Billson on:


Louise Brooks


“There is no Garbo. There is no Dietrich. There is only Louise Brooks!”

So declared the pioneering French film archivist Henri Langlois in 1955, when his decision to place a large period poster of the then-forgotten actress at the entrance to a Paris exhibition celebrating sixty years of cinema was criticised by a journalist, who wondered why he hadn’t chosen Greta Garbo or Marlene Dietrich instead.

It’s unlikely that such a decision would be questioned today. Brooks’ face, with its limpid eyes framed by her trademark shiny black bob, has become one of film history’s most iconic images – endlessly recycled and referenced on posters, in books and films. Yet if the face is now familiar, relatively few people have actually seen it in its natural habitat – on screen.

Info: http://multiglom.wordpress.com/