sexta-feira, 31 de agosto de 2007


Mais comment faire pour ne pas oublier son visage ?
Je ne sais plus dessiner,
je n'ai jamais su.
Peindre ?
Je ne fais que de l'abstrait..
Et je n'ai pas pu la prendre en photo.
Je veux garder son souvenir, voire même la revoir, lui parler, la faire rire, sourire, l'embrasser.
Plonger mes mains dans ses cheveux et être troublée par son regard..
Ode à ses yeux verts, ôde à son regard d'orient, à son sourire léger, à son corps camouflé, à sa fausse assurance, à son paquet de clopes, à sa beauté secrète..

C'est la première fois
Que j'aimerais être un garçon..

" Few days ago near my house,I done this photo,thinking about myself and my life and my future. I can not more sleep,I can not more eat, I can not more stay in my bed..I desire only escape...the idea to be alone start to be serious..I asked me how much time I can resist yet camera help and is lonely patner this life ..I hope than can be different soon...I start to hate the winter "

quinta-feira, 30 de agosto de 2007

Today I hate every man than existe in this world
The lies are so big to building a house...
I love my work ,only thing than can help me and save me...
( Its my period and is normal...Im angry with all ..)

terça-feira, 21 de agosto de 2007


( photo by Rob sheridan/NIN)

"I fellowed sleep who kissed me in the brain,
Let fall the tear of time; the sleeper's eye,
Shifting to light, turned on me like a moon.
So, planing-heeled, I flew along my man
And dropped on dreaming and the upward sky(...)"

("I fellowed sleep"
From Dylan Thomas: The Poems, published by J.M. Dent & Sons Ltd., London, 1971
Copyright © 1937, 1945, 1955, 1956, 1962, 1965, 1966, 1967, 1971, 1977 The Trustees for the Copyrights of Dylan Thomas. )

segunda-feira, 13 de agosto de 2007

Larry Clarks ( Teenage Lust -1983/1987 )

(" Untitled, 1968 " photo by Larry Clarks
Gjengitt med tillatelse fra kunstneren og Luhring Augustine Gallery
Fra "Teenage Lust -1983/1987 " Preus museum ,Horten,Norway )

"Youth and Danger as Pain ,Nark, Tradictional tabu where all talk about the sexuality
and the discussion about *fuck* moralism "

November/December 2007 -min `gal`reise med bare min camera rund Pt)

sábado, 11 de agosto de 2007


9 Words Women Use

1. Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.

2. Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

3. Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.

4. Go Ahead:
This is a dare, not permission. Don’t Do It!

5. Loud Sigh: This is not actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.)

6. That’s Okay:
This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That’s okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

7. Thanks:
A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you’re welcome.

8. Whatever: Is a woman’s way of saying F@!K YOU!

9. Don’t worry about it, I got it:
Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking “What’s wrong?” For the woman’s response, refer to #3.

sexta-feira, 10 de agosto de 2007

segunda-feira, 6 de agosto de 2007

* written by ff/l*

I wanna cry
somebody hurt me
something goes wrong

I wanna die
life seems not so hopeless
my heart feels so heavy and busy
with sorrows and things I have lost

I cannot be weak in the daylight
I dont want people watching me cry now
my soul must be my secret
This is my way to survive.

the darkness is around me
When he's sleep by my side
I cannot find the tears to cry
the sorrow becomes a part of me

In the night, in the darkness
I find my peace
I accept my fate, it doesn't seem to matter