Ars brevis vita longa

Met again.

Et tu ne veux rien. Et tu ne regardes rien, et tu n’entends rien.
Tu n’écoutes que tes pensées.
Et tu ne vois que des couleurs, que des formes.
Et tu sais que c’est beau, parce que tu es dans un grand musée, parce que l’entrée est gardée, ou parce qu’il y a de belles lumières.
Mais peu importe, car tu penses. Tu penses et tu marches. Et il y a d’autres formes, d’autres couleurs.

Re: gv810 (Met, 2012, http://www.flickr.com/photos/23475631@N08/sets/72157629764748042/)

Force embrassade,

Michel

Qingfang & Xiaoling.

Force,

Michel

“He had studied medicine in Vienna; had studied anthropology, read everything; and now he was settling to his life’s work, which was the study of things themselves in the streets of life and the night.” (Jack Kerouac, On the Road)

Embrassade,

Michel

Before the birth.

Love,

Michel

Re: Thomas Struth (Flowers, ca. 1992)

(http://thomasstruth25.com/all/html/800_plants.htm)

Becs,

Michel

And the Square. The Mad one.

The Park. The one that is Central.

ONE WAY
OR ANOTHER

Black & White

Fortes pensées,

Michel

“As Richard Klein has wittily shown, smoking serves no function other than to enact a structure of desire–of human desire for self-transcendence, for repetition, for bodily experience corresponding to something other than the “necessities of life” required for existence alone: in short, desire for the sublime.”, Barbara Johnson, Anthropomorphism in Lyric and Law, 10 Yale J.L. & Human. 549, 568 (1998).