Each of us pursues his trade, I and Pangur my comrade, His whole fancy on the hunt, And mine for learning ardent. – VIIIth century anonymous Irish Monk (translation Frank O’Connor) –

The friendly folks at Hammer Films Ltd., the British specialists in horror flicks, have this thing about tiny glass vials. They’ll use a vial or two in almost every movie they make. Sometimes they have crystal vials, but mostly just your ordinary glass vial. The vials are handy for storing dehydrated blood from Count Dracula, […]

And then he pressed forward into the wood of Aphrodite. […] They walked far. The park was immense. From time to time, a girl under a tree proffered her name and opened her robe, then lay down again and leaned her face upon her hand. Melitta knew some of them: they embraced her without stopping […]

For the Half Moon / Petit Clown serie featuring Gaelle Mancina, Pauline Darley and her crew spent a day in our flat. On this image, Pauline used several Talismans. And all the images were shot in our building’s lobby or in our flat!

Remember that the most beautiful things in life are often the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance. – John Ruskin – Stones of Venice I –

The blood is dripping little by little along the stepping stones, and I am frightened to feel that I am dreamed, in the wind, by the impassive shine of the highest mountains – Salvador Espriu – Augusta Perusia –

Myrtho, enchantress, goddess, on my mind! Lofty Posillipo, that teemed with light; Your brow, awash with eastern splendour bright, Your golden tresses with black grapes entwined! In your cup, too, I drank down ecstasy, And in your laughing eyes’ elusive flare, That saw me at Iacchus’ feet, in prayer. The Muse has made a true-born […]

In the Alchemists Guild. He pushed open a door. It was a large room, heavily outfitted with the usual badly ventilated furnaces, rows of bubbling crucibles, and one stuffed alligator. Things floated in jars. The air smelled of a limited life expectancy. – Terry Pratchett – Men at arms –

Nancy : Hail to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the East – powers of air and invention ! Hear us ! Bonnie : Hail to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the South – powers of fire and feeling ! Hear us ! Rochelle : Hail to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the […]

Light as a feather, stiff as a board … Light as a feather, stiff as a board … Light as a feather, stiff as a board … – The Craft –