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Chaosmos

Cardboard Kit Universal VMC hydroréglable single flow, pressure connection 125/150 mm model Bahia brand Aldes (group innovative design and functional) ... dragging my feet in the room called "office-library" but more like a room brothel ... saying that, I wonder what room could escape this designation ...

Living in a brothel-house should not be a problem since I c is something that I cultivate diligently, the brothel, from which I've left home at age 20. But living in a brothel-house when we face the a mess, it just looks like chaos. After the excitement, anger, comes the moment of quitting ... when everything can continue to disintegrate, to rot and die in the dust ... just observe all this by stealth, without seeing too look for it becomes tolerable.

"In Greek mythology, Chaos is a primordial entity from which the universe was born. Thus, chaos is the great world where order and disorder are indistinguishably intertwined. It is the confusion preceding action ".

"Is chaos exactly what is inseparable in the double-sided phenomenon by which both the universe is organized and disintegrates, disperses and polynuclear. The genesis of particles, atoms takes place in and by the agitation, turbulence, turmoil, unrest, dislocation, collisions, explosions ... "

formation of something so balanced would be born to a complete breakdown of the workbench. Or rather, everything looks balanced standing precisely because the chaos is agitated, so immutable and permanent. Life would be a perpetual "chaosmos" with periods of confusion scary, we would not be too familiar because they would face the inside, but in fact it would be the serenity that is looming ... One could say that tomorrow it would be better than the day after tomorrow it would be downright great.



As if I did not know, I do. As if I did not know that happiness is not a state, but just moments on which is better not spit. As if I knew yesterday that we must not think too much, just because it is no more. As if I knew that nothing belongs to me, and that the reverse would be empty of desires. As if I knew that everything is just passing through, and me.

Butchy Fem

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smelling his fingers through my hair, his hands in my neck.
me hair cut very short by it.
For her, who cut his hair very short to him for the last time.
Ultimate coquetry before dying.
Feeling his hands warm cradle me amputate.
Feeling compassion envelop me, drown me.
Through it, smell it.
By his hands on my forehead, feeling his.
Submit chestnut flask on the tombstone.

Butchy Fem

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Chamallow

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" J'EUSSE ENCORE PRÉFÉRÉ QU'ON M'APPELÂT MACBETH...

Chamallow - FALL 2010 / © JL GANTNER

Chamallow his life and chat a bit cushy for her removal. A Parisian kid a little confused at first. The kind of pussy old just two months, found his two brothers and sisters in the basket of a G20 Quartier St Michel. (Not the G20 group of major international consultations without results generally never anything but the G20 where one buys his laundry and packages Teddy marshmallow topped with a thin layer of milk chocolate crackles softly beneath the teeth) . Short! That pour la petite et courte histoire de Chamallow qui devait aussi s’appeler « Macbeth » au début, ou encore « Miaou » parce qu’on hésitait. Pour ma part, j’aimais bien « Miaou » ! Mais je préférais Macbeth pour son côté bien adapté au cinéma par Akira Kurosawa, Orson Welles ou Polanski...

CHAMALLOW - AUTOMNE 2010 / ©JL GANTNER

Macbeth... (Malgré ma préférence incontestable pour Hamlet dans le registre du célèbre bestiaire de ce Monsieur Shakespeare...) Macbeth, un vrai nom de chat ! Mais un Macbeth, plutôt le genre « Camality Jane » finalement. Son side: I destroy everything about my visit with my air does not touch (green plants and dried flowers, as my preference for a few yellowed pages of ancient literature is very rare, and this coating so sensual in a leather armchair kind from that of a circle of Shipping. "Mmmhhm, I love cuirrhhhrrr ..." His hand: "I spend my time trying to eat all the stuff that makes red circles in its bowl, stirring the tail, which is really starting to annoy me with his hand: "I am completely crazy with your comings and goings or your silly stunts to try to catch me the gills through the impenetrable wall of glass that I am well aware that definitely separates us. " "Flipper" buddy landlubber, I do not think it makes any difference yet between a plasma screen, a pair of knitting needles Shetland wool and a kind of beast equipped with all new clutches but it does serve to nothing in the circumstance of a wall built in the Atlantic armored glass designed to disconcert the gutter cats like him. Marshmallow and his habit of a siesta in copper pans or dishes of couscous before sledding in the bags race recyclable plastic painted on the floor. His cabin official between a pile of books of Mediterranean cuisine and a great encyclopedia of nineteenth geography. His trick to prefer the smoked salmon croquettes Monoprix, while lots of people are starving in the world and lots of others are in the streets to defend their pensions. The kind of Marshmallow I'll still end up sending to military school to teach him to wipe the whiskers after meals ...

Chamallow IN PARIS - SPRING 2010


Chamallow CASSEROLE - FALL 2010

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LILI AT MILITARY SCHOOL

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COUP DE THEATRE !

© Lili plays on stage at the Military School of Paris (the building just a bit solemn at the end of the Champ de Mars and the alignment of the Eiffel Tower ...) From theater to the War College ... Well, okay, I said nothing! Besides, I do not know for Saint-Cyr and Saint-Maixent ... But in terms of the naval school, promotion of the Brest climb on stage each year to become acquainted with Shakespeare Feydeau or just before embarking on "Jeanne" (her 4 12.7mm machine guns and 6 missile launchers sea-sea Exocet ...) Something like another to form a future player in the navy. (Okay, okay. For Joan of Arc, I'm a little late. Decommissioned few months ago, the famous school ship for the Navy will give its final response in a plant cutting). So there. Hello to the Minister, by a former alpine hunter. "Vive la France! "Hoist the colors and plan to close the bank before leaving.

MILITARY SCHOOL / PARIS

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OSCAR PIN

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THE RHYTHM OF DRUMS ...
THE SOUND OF TAM TAM ... YEHH !!!!!



From rock and hardcore ... "Frenchie". Thomas (guitar). Elvis (behind the battery). Pascal (vocals and guitar). Julian (bass). Oscar Nip ... Not exactly the kind of music you can put on the words of Georges Brassens, although ... Grandpa would perhaps not hate the character of the group, and downright radical indep ... Permeable foil that stuff a little music of the moment. A French rock band born in 1992 (oulah! All that time already ! And no one knew?). Lots of concerts. A multitude of venues in Paris. shows by the dozens on the ground to arrive one day in 1998 in the final selections of the Printemps de Bourges. (The class on the CV, not Oscar ?!..) nip, finalist of the event. What am I saying ?!... "From the French institution of the song." 1998 ... The year of AMI, the Cramps and Steel Pulse on the big stage. Just after the desire of Black, Placebo and Johnny Cash (if you see a little table!). The band released its debut album, "A shadow." Recorded and mixed by Cyril Labesse (Vanessa Paradis, Gainsbourg, Louise attack ...). Follows: A travers » en 2001. Pendant que la presse spécialisée se déchaîne : « Une ombre » : Un premier album d’une qualité trop rare pour passer inaperçu... (Rocksound) / Un groupe intense, bourré de talent et absolument fait pour durer... (Rock’n’folk) / rares sont les groupes qui parviennent à concilier notre langue avec des influences anglo-saxonnes... (Hard’n’heavy) / un vent de folie souffle sur chaque titre... (BlahBlah) / De véritables envolées lyriques comme des slogans tubesques... (Compact) /Ce groupe est un monstre, une de nos futures références hexagonales... (Furia).

Et voilà le travail ! Pourtant rien n'y fait. Le groupe ne décolle pas dans les charts. Faut dire que les quatre Beatles issus de la région parisienne ne font pas dans la dentelle harmonique et suintante de sentiments commodes et facile à recoudre. Quatre types un peu barrés qu'on aurait juste un peu de mal à tenir le dimanche après-midi chez Drucker. Bref ! « Intense / bourré de talent / fait pour durer... » mais qui ne passe pas vraiment tous les jours à la radio aux heures de grande écoute. Après ? Bein après rien ! Et puis voilà qu'en 2009 tout recommence. Une envie folle de reprendre la Gibson et de taper sur des tonneaux pour faire sauter quelques fusibles récalcitrants. Résultat... La rage... Des nouveaux titres à combustion fast and highly flammable. a true concentrate of nitroglycerin. The project of an album. "The laws of chaos". A real mix is planned for the end of the year, and a nuclear imaging to dress up the sound a bit techno-tribal thing. Tam tam / LA / Lovers obscene / Want / Soldiers ... The more I listen the less I get tired. At the bottom on both Mordaunt Short 3-way upright on their points before planted in the floor. Envoutant / anachronistic / Indelible. Yes, a real chaos! We will talk it soon. JLG

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THE Photomobile ™ / JL GANTNER

(Images made from a telephone Cell. Communications regularly updated on-line. All trade exchange and totally unnecessary free transport with a true mark of a good mobile ™ glued to the screen. "Modern art" for those who would doubt it, as we also say "In the electronics" or "From the pressure in a pipe line) .

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2 Days Before Af Cervix Still High

Mordorée

The shades of autumn lull my heart with a sluggish languor.

Why things are so golden die,

crimson, red-orange?

Why it's so beautiful when it falls silent,

weightless, this award?

Why it shivers in the wind light,

still mild, the ultimate fire?
Why your base my crown, our blushes nuance,
in russet tones in a quadrille?
Why I cry, inhabited, dazed,
necrosis before that, this beauty?
Why so brightly, fragments?
Why such a vibrant backdrop,
To celebrate leaning
this decline?
Because this dress is perjury.
Swear, swear yesterday it's nothing, but worse;
that tomorrow, my spring
you abjures my empire.

E

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The time for introspection. My internal struggle clutter my emotions, my feelings, my desires, my fears, my dreams, my reason. And everything is mixed into a brouhaha that prevents me to hear, discern. Like a lot of people in one room, screaming loudly and where ultimately nothing is audible. I find it so difficult to verbalize. Let's see ... This arithmetic

desires, I find it fun and challenging at the same time. I enjoy and I'm afraid. Maybe I enjoy it because I fear? The danger is exciting one day and scary the next day.
But I live it with you, I find us beautiful in our love and pinball, I found we really do love and pelleted ....! I think it's powerful that we dare to open up a world of standardized and castrating. I could live and create it with you because I love you deeply and I feel your love so intense against me. We know that desire is the desire to live, enjoy, experience the flavors, it has no borders and that if the desire is stifled, we slowly dying, and it goes without passion, between routine and habits. Time passes so. And it's sad to die!

Peut être est ce parfaitement naïf et idéaliste de notre part d’imaginer qu’on puisse vivre nos désirs aussi à l’extérieur de notre amour, tu sais, peut être qu'on va à la perte, au cassage de gueule, à la solitude ??

Mais peut être aussi qu'on crée notre couple à notre image : 1+1 = 3. Encore des maths ! Toi, Moi, et Notre Couple. Toi, unique et indivisible, intègre, entière, libre de jouir, de désirer, d'aller et aussi, de ne pas revenir, c'est ainsi, nous le savons toutes les deux. Idem pour Moi. Et puis, il y a notre Couple, notre lieu de rencontre amoureuse : notre désir, notre connexion, notre tendresse, our incredible soft hugs, sweet and savory our junk, our freedom and our welfare together, our two sub nonsense that make me laugh for days, our chiantises our tocs great neurotic, our crappy workings, our pain, our words.

This Love with you, I want creative, fun, comforting, tender and never acquired either. I saw him well again.


I'm not saying I'm not afraid. But I was more afraid before, in recent months of loneliness, stress, false silences and lies, where I felt that we really lose.


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SHOW OF NEON ™ ... IDEM

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DAY OF OPENING ...
ADVANTAGE OF TIME AND PLACE TO THANK EVERYONE. ALL THOSE PEOPLE IN PARTICULAR AND ALL THAT ME AND BROUGHT THEIR SUPPORT TO THEIR WAY CONTRIBUTED TO THE SUCCESS OF THIS MEMORABLE WEEKEND OF ALL SAINTS.

Here we go! Neon makes his "show" on the walls of Societe Generale in Besancon. The memory of an already scorching heat at the instant of firing. The trick of a real hot shot, as some might have also preferred the idea of an oven! but we can not always please everyone at once! ...




I must say that on the form, everything was perfect. The presence of a hundred people, say for a lot of friends and relations and diverse cross on the road since my arrival in Besançon ... A history teacher, for example ... A philosopher and a fly fisherman ... Some architects, festival directors and various famous photographers. At least one insurer storefront, competent musicians, traders settled, lawyers and a published writer, and some leaders of industry, artists, not to mention bankers. Occupational health and even a highway robber. Several representatives of institutions and high-level athletes ... Distance runners and mountaineers. Everyone was almost there. Journalists course! ... People TV (just a plate of employees from the small screen. Assemblers, presenters, scripts, librarians and managers of digital content). Friends, a lot of knowledge and a lot of people I never knew existed. A wild night! A good hundred handpicked guests, facing dozens of Photomobile ™ hung on each side of the vault. A multitude of images of controlled appellation Photomobile ™.

PLAN EXPOSURE

A whole barnum assembled during peak hours of Neon in the middle of his visual schedule a little busy. The trick deliveries of supplies that arrive at the last minute even though we had done a cross over a long time. In short, suspense, adventure! A truly beautiful modern film. A great story to share with a good team of spectators gathered expressly for the occasion. Anyone who dared to show himself that evening into the light. True, the beefy! All those held by the well-planted in their eyes place. Good chat session with champagne sprayed about the time that passes, the general principle of otherness, images and Funeral phone calls that get lost en route. All served without a false note by Elvis himself (Elvis. .. The drummer Oscar Nip!) Elvis and a beautiful Lili in those great days. You see a bit of work! Just after we put discs on the CD player. (The real records bought from the local strawberries alongside stamps sports equipment to the radius). Neil Young's latest tumble in the process of a pair of loudspeakers Mordaunt-short "The noise". And then the album of Tom Waits Alice before the fifth of Mahler. We added Bashung, Sigur Ros and then "Blue Train" by John Coltrane ... The whole to continue to do good in front of a huge cake smeared with chocolate. A fine autumn weekend, interspersed with a little jog on a carpet of dead leaves and splashes of light yellow to recover from a Macon plunged into his red sparkling dress. For the rest ... Promises ... Words given to investment in the cultural Photomobile ™ deductible from its tax-bill. Quite a few reservations on some blocks. Firm commitments for objects star. Appointments to transform business for the holiday season. A real treat after a whole summer of work. NEON ™

The exhibition runs until the end of December
in different buildings of Societe Generale, Grand street in Besancon.

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I told him that the walls had fallen, that the barriers had surrendered, that the lock had been blown and he is only one speaker, the essence of us, our love. These moments outside myself belong, I do not own anything, I no longer owns it. I do not disengage, I give myself further in the "blessing". It escapes my hand to my face and in that time, my desire for her becomes, it is changing. His escapes me turn me distandent, m'éclatent me and converge in the heart of the fighting. Nothing more is purring softly, everything vibrates et rugit. Je ne perds rien à risquer la perte, je gagne l'instant. Je doute de tout, de moi même, je me déconstruis et c'est une suave douleur. Qu'est ce que j'ai transformé en elle? Qu'est ce que j'ai changé en elle qui me la rendra reconnaissable parmi ces parfums étranges et déroutants? Où est mon empreinte? Moi je veux qu'elle m'aspire, qu'elle me marque pour me souvenir de ce qu'elle a changé en moi, de ce qu'elle modèle en moi à chaque fois. Les yeux fermés, je pense à son désir, deux mondes, je pense à nos désirs, trois mondes... et je me demande s'il faut savoir compter quand on aime... j'ai jamais su compter. Mais la seule table que je connaisse pas coeur, is three times three equals nine.

I remember the first lesson of multiplication tables when my mother made me recite it in the living room, only three times three was on the tip of my tongue ... For all others, I got yelled at.

My look is new, my new desire. I'm scared, I guess my heart racing or my trembling hand. I can not link everything together to make everything consistent so I try not to think too much, instead of feeling in my stomach. I really want, I guess my trembling hand where my heart is racing.

Butchy Fem