Gardel
I often wonder about the power of images, it seems that even the whole life is an image, an image sometimes color, sometimes Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Symptoms Of A Copd Exaserbation
Then there are the images we use to fix in time and space fragments of this crazy adventure we live. These images (photos, paintings, films ...) delight me unceasingly, and sometimes I can be absolutely amazed by the work of an artist and his poetry.
I would like to share with you one of those artists
, one of my favorite magical and confusing.
When I saw for the first time I was amazed lost in a world of beautiful, magical and pure, to be designed by a particulier qui enchante autant qu'il déroute les âmes faibles: Peter Breen. Petit jeu des questions réponses avec un homme nu:
ME: Who a
re you? I mean, how do you describe yourself?
Peter:"I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger than reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another." -Anaïs Nin.
What's your favorite music?
I’m listening to carlos gardel right now. he is the king of tango. …he died in an airplane crash at the height of his career in 1935.
Where did you learn your art?
“every child is an artist. the problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.”
~Pablo Picasso
What have you been up to lately?
…falling in love.
Someone told me, after seeing your pictures, that they where auto-erotic.
What do you think about it?
I would say they w
ere auto-mythological.
What's your relation with your work?
"Everything is alive. The world is full of magic and wonders. There are things going on all the time that we don't know about. One role of the artist is akin to that of a shaman; bringing things from other realms for the benefit of all; acting as a conduit to the unconscious world, to racial memory, to a psychic pool shared by all sentient beings." -Wendy Mukluk.
Is it all about vanity?
In conventional parlance, vanity is the excessive belief in one's own abilities or attractiveness to other
s. In many religions vanity is considered a form of self-idolatry, in which one rejects God for the sake of one's own image, and thereby becomes divorced from the graces of God. The stories of Lucifer and Narcissus (who gave us the term narcissism), and others, attend to a pernicious aspect of vanity.
Love, fashion, architecture, painting, life itself, what does inspires you?
i like dusk; its the magic hour, full of secrets; lies. i feel alive in the twilight; I’m forever chasing reflected shadows.
Have you ever been told
Well, you are. that you look outrageously beautiful on your pictures?
no.
Do you care about style?
“The door to the room where we sat chatting suddenly opened. A dead woman entered. Her superb body was modeling a dress of white satin that was wrapped around her like a shroud and dragged behind her. A bouquet of orchids hid her breast. Her hair was red and her complexion livid like alabaster. Her face was devoured by two enormous eyes, whose black pupils almost overwhelmed. Her mouth painted a red so vivid that it seemed like a strip of coagulated blood. In her arms, she carried a baby leopard. It was the Marchesa Casati.” – Gabriel-Louis Pringué
Do you like partying? How's a party with you?
I like to party naked.
Can you share a funny story with us?
I was at London fashion week in a queue behind two female models. One turned to the other a
nd said “have you used the toilets –there disgusting!” the other replied “yes I had to pee in a cubicle with no door!!” and the first looked at her amazed and said after some thought “well how did you get in to it?”
Can you tell us a secret about London?
…on the corner of red lion square and princeton street in bloomsbury in the cement holding a bike stand there is the perfect impression left by my bare right foot.
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