‘I am alone and I love you. […] I am with you in the grassy landscape* that separates us. You are my loneliness.’

NO TALKING SHOP, NO DAILY GRIND… Paris, 42 rue de l’Yvette. Yvette Studio, Monday 17 February 2014, twenty-three minutes past eleven. French poet Bernard Delvaille (1931–2006) wrote these lines* that I found in 'Tout objet aimé est le centre d’un paradis' [Every beloved object is at the heart of a paradise] (Chez l’Auteur, 1957).The thread that binds me to New Still Lifes comes from my appetite for discovery. Always curious (whether books, music or films) here I can show what seems to resonate with my own pictures – ones I’ve already made or will make. Buddha bless you! 

"Je suis seul, et je t'aime*.(...) Je suis avec toi dans le paysage d'herbes qui nous sépare. Tu es ma solitude."

 NI BLABLA NI RONRON...  Paris, 42 rue de l'Yvette. Yvette Studio, lundi 17  février 2014, onze heures et vingt-trois minutes.  De Bernard Delvaille (1931-2006), immense poète français, ces vers découverts en relisant quelques pages de   "Tout Objet Aimé  Est le Centre d'un Paradis" (Chez l'Auteur, 1957).  Et la suite est si touchante : "Je suis seul et je t’aime. *(...) Qu'un  objet, une fleur, représente le mystère de ton enfance unie à la mienne. Parce que je t'aime, il fallait que tu partes, que l'absence éprouve cet amour si faible et si profond..." Etc, etc, le même enchantement  toujours, sous la plume de Delvaille. Bouddha vous bénisse!

‘Erratic, the summer rain. Sometimes pouring. Sometimes almost stopped. Then come two or three much heavier drops*.’

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NO TALKING SHOP, NO DAILY GRIND… Ostend, 29 Kemmelbergstraat. Saturday 15 February 2014, three minutes past midday. French poet Yves Bonnefoy (b. 1923) wrote these lines in his poem*  ‘Deux Musiciens, trois peut-être’, which I read in La Vie errante [The Wandering Life] (Mercure de France, 1983). The thread that binds me to New Still Lifes comes from my appetite for discovery. Always curious (whether books, music or films) here I can show what seems to resonate with my own pictures – ones I’ve already made or will make. Buddha bless you!

If you have followed Newstilllifes.blogspot.com, I hope you will follow the photoblog of Newstilllifes.com...Online from Friday 1st June,2012!

Night was falling. I watched clips. I had a few drinks. And then I've spent time to make a new friend.

 

Faced with the colour, the photographer is a child. He fumbles. He's wrong. And, sometimes, he's lucky.

 

A rutted courtyard, dying grasses, some bottles purchased while travelling: ... this is my beautiful studio!