samedi 19 janvier 2008

53 plain




around 11, the voyager stopped and wrote in his little black moleskine book:
very cold this morning as I left town long before sunrise. stopped after two hours for a coffe in the city where arthur rimbaud was born. now crossing the endless plains of the big nowhere beetween north and south. hope to reach the vineyards at the right moment for harvest time. almost warm now. smells like pancake for the last 120km. still not sure where to sleep tonight.

maybe for IF year 2 I should change some parameters like let go the 20x20cm arbitrary rule. force myself into something different.

samedi 12 janvier 2008

52 stitch

ONE YEAR OF UNINTERRUPTED ILLO FRIDAY



family. you're stitched together even after they die.
when you grow up in a closet, you end up thinking it's logical to live your life in a cage.



can't sleep past 4 am since a week. woke up around 3 yesterday, got up at 4, undecided between a last beer or a first coffee.
6.30 now. too late for beer to early for coffee.

** are you awake ? **

samedi 5 janvier 2008

51 100%




SONIC YOUTH - 100%
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I can never forget you - the way you rock the girls
They move a world and love you - a blast in the underworld
I stick a knife in my head - thinking bout your eyes
But now that you been shot dead - Ive got a new surprise I been waitin for you just to say
Hes off to check his mind
But all I know is you got no money
But thats got nothing to do with a good time

Can you forgive the boy who - shot you in the head
Or should you get a gun and - go and get revenge?
A 100% of my love - up to you true star
Its hard to believe you took off - I always thought youd go far

But Ive been around the world a million times
And all you men are slime
Its the gun to my head, goodbye I am dead
Wastewood rockers is time for cryin, hey!
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KIM GORDON FOR PRESIDENT !!


brussels 12-12-2006 can you see me?