Now you can tell me to fuck off

Tu es arrivée
Vers dix heures du soir
Avec ta robe rouge
Et du jus d'ananas
Tu m'as embrassé
Et tu as chanté
Pourquoi la vie est si belle
Oh pourquoi la vie est si belle
La nuit est tiède
La fenêtre de la cuisine
Est grande ouverte
Tu t'es assise
Sur le rebord
Pourquoi la vie est si belle
Oh pourquoi la vie est si belle

Je sais que l'amour
n'est à personne
Mais tu vois comme c'est bon
De nous être fidèle
Je ne peux pas te cacher
Mon vrai visage
Oh pourquoi la vie est si belle
Pourquoi la vie est si belle...

La nuit
La nuit est tiède
J'aurais tellement voulu
Déposer sur tes lèvres
Un autre baiser
Mais déjà tu t'en vas
Pourquoi la vie est si belle
Oh pourquoi la vie est si belle


 
Arthur H - Confessions Nocturnes

Ass you can see

1983

“So therefore your honour, I rest my case.” 

A stripper, charged with exposing her privates to a police officer, bent over to show the judge that her bikini briefs were too large to show any of her goods. The case was dismissed.

For the moment I am really very, very tired of everything - more than tired — Friedrich Nietzsche, Carta a Karl von Gersdorff

The trouble with the world is that it’s always one drink behind ― Humphrey Bogart

He had a fear of the dead, and of all inanimate things, rising up around him to claim him; it is the fear of the preeminently solitary child and solitary man ― Peter Ackroyd, Of Charles Dickens

Oderint, dum metuant

Fabio Sgroi, Sicilia, 2005

I loved her fright

Resist much, obey little. ― Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

My breasts were made in Normandy from butter and creme fraiche – Laetitia Casta

Projecto Díptico Vertical #277

n.d.

Bram Stoker’s Dracula, realizador, Francis Ford Coppola, 1992

If I were fire, I would burn; if I were a woodcutter, I would strike. But I am a heart, and I love.*

O que resta de mim em ti - inquiriu ele -, meia garrafa de JB e um intragável Theo Angelopoulos?
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*Nikos Kazantzakis, The Last Temptation of Christ

Charles Aznavour (1924-2018)

O sutiã é a amarra ideológica que impede as mulheres de dominarem o mundo, portanto...

Zanele Mmuholi, Bra, 2003

Crime of passion, sex and motherhood

The ‘lovely’ Primwaddle Twins, Mort and Harvey, c.1929

Discordia’s husband left after seeing the homely pair. Embittered to men, left alone to raise boys, she insisted they were girls, and got away with it home-schooling them for 17 years; until Mort learned otherwise. The teenagers murdered her in her sleep, strangled in chiffon, eyes gouged out and replaced with doll eyes.

Anne Zahalka

Bathers Bondi Beach, 1989

Charles Meere

Australian Beach Pattern, 1940

Faustine et le Bel Été

Realizadora: Nina Companeez, 1972

Calores de Verão #1

...

It ain’t the heat, it’s the humility. 

– Yogi Berra