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2019 Fall/Winter  <Moon flower>

no matter how dark  it gets 

the flower  still grows toward the lights
by anonymous

2019 Spring/Summer  <Natural beauty>

I am a delusion angel 
I am a fantasy parade 
I want you to know what I think 
Don’t want you to guess anymore 
You have no idea where I came from 
We have no idea where we’re going 
Lodged in life
Like two branches in a river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I’ll carry you. You’ll carry me
That’s how it could be
Don’t you know me? 
Don’t you know me by now?
Milkshakes (Poem from Before Sunrise)

2019 Spring/Summer  Concept Film in Paris

Don’t ignore what’s happening here.


We’re having some kind of powerful, weird alchemy

And you have to pay attention when that happens.


This stuff is not to be treated lightly.


Listen, I actually just came out here to have a cigarette, okay?


And relax and de my thing.


So. Uh. Maybe another time.


Yeah.  But there may not be another time. Okay?


I may never get this chance again.


I mean, we may never, you know 

be able to return to this… this moment 

Film 'Newyork, I Love You'

2018 Fall/Winter  <La Rêverie>

'La Rêverie
Au paysage que révèle 
Le matinal rayon du jour, 
La brume, gaze du contour, 
Ajoute une grâce nouvelle : 
La rêverie est, pour l'esprit, 
Cette vapeur qui rend plus belle 
La pensée et qui l'accomplit.
Henri-Frédéric Amiel (1821-1881)

2018 Sping/Summer  <La Violette>

'La Violette'
Douce violette,
Vierge humble et discrète,
Fille de nos bois,
Dis-moi dans quels songes
Ainsi tu te plonges Sans joie et sans voix ?
— Sans voix, non sans joie,
Car Dieu m'en envoie :
J'écoute un oiseau ;
Son chant me fait fête,
Et moi, fleur muette
, Je me dis : c'est beau !
Henri-Frédéric Amiel (1821-1881)

2017 Fall/Winter  <The hours>

'And how might Love have come to you?'


And how might Love have come to you?

Did Love come like sunshine,

like the glow of blossoms?

Did it come like Praying?

Tell! A brilliant joyfulness detached itself

from heaven And hung with large folded wings

From my blossoming soul.


Rainer maria rilke (1875-1926)

Poésie d’âme

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