Sunday, January 11, 2015


Pigs in ATHENS 2014 and punks in BERLIN in 2008.. same same but not so diffrerent. 
And so on a few more stolen files, named photographic films, negatives..  So many decent souvenirs from that some in these sphere of so called intelligence like to get just to mess around a bit further. And it is something else, something more to sue them properly as they have been and could almost be constantly on my back until further notice. 
How is Mr Edward Snowden doing while I am writing this! Improving his skills in Russian and or still getting paid..? 

There is so much more to answer for about those governments or private IT institutional regulators and censors. Always ready to apply and serve the cause and interests. 
And there is no shortage of coward actors or self untiltled refuseniks, hackers, or so called anarchists, etc, from Oregon to Bombay, Moscow to Lisbon, Praha or Warsawa, West Virginia to Toronto, Cusco or San Francisco, Berlin, Mexico & Apple City, from Google townships to  Beijing or even Tel Aviv, Pune, Karachi or Tehran, Montreal, Marseille, Rome, Geneva Cairo or Rio do Janeiro, etc. Listing it sounds endless. 

Those so called IT jerks should be replaced by robots. In fact the same dickheads that after Berlin or Istanbul with the LEICA, or Tanzania with my MAMYA,  provoke once more the recent problems via electronic means to my NIKON recently between Paris via London to Greece. 
And beside Brussels with its portion of refuses, Paris or Rennes  (where I spent enough time to know about) those DST pricks scantly wise and of course colluded with the local media(s), sort of administrated cathodickheads and cheap operators. And to say the least the few lab liars and robbers from Greece, France, or Italy fulfilling their sense of duty and partnership with the same (obvious) support of a few. 

Not the only one I know is that it is not the least of a very good team work, apparently  and fortunately not always very successful. My personal case might be understated. 

And because the human factor has never been so pried into such subservient reeks, the matter with those Errorists of the digital age still prowling for victims is not enough underscored. 

And luckily not yet with comparable middle eastern casualties but after a year full of quite noisy centenarian celebrations, it is even more than disappointing.
Actually do these feasts of remembrance really achieve social and peace progress? Why celebrating this year so much when it was the end of the war the uttermost important moment for civilisation?   
A era of unsafe(self-)control with reminiscences of Mc Carthyism disparaging the air.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

National Front Disco

A few acts of violence, a lot of manipulation, wiretapping, entering and monitoring my premises or residence going from blatent to total non-respect of privacy in the last twenty five years or so since the late eighties.. including a few other additional  'DETAILS' to be revealed about the last ten years across the world while I follow(ed) my own path as much as I can.
Who's really the culprit?
Too many DETAILS that some complacent institutions & persons, notably in Europe and in France don't ignore.

Sunday, November 2, 2014


I can named two persons contracted by the french (and consequently somehow european) government so called "intelligence" (or "state police") who manage to travel with me in Iceland during two days last may. 
I did not decline it first because they obviously didn't pretend to be  what they were. Since I just knew one just for a few weeks & the other for just a few days. And I didnt suspect them first because I didn't think I had reasons to.

30 years or so after the DGSE blew the Greenpeace Rainbow Warrior ship in the port of Auckland New Zealand where a photographer died in the explosion, this french "institution" still manage to make some people waste their time & somehow with perseverance plus manipulation waste other people life and confidence with the money of the taxpayers.

I had to leave them before a third person joined them to have a decent opportunity to do my job & enjoy my stay in Iceland. 

I accused the institutions of France of invading my privacy since many years and especially this last year while living in Paris & apparently abroad as well. 

There was also a french guy in Prague in january  2012 who just appeared to be working with Alliance Francaise who accidently nutured my wary appreciation about how some are really concerned with my photographic activities and work with images. 

They're apparently more and more uneased with what I am doing until I prove to be an experienced & decent photographer, "imager" as I totally assume it.

It's just one another episode of their mischiefs toward myself that I can hardly undertsand and stand anymore. One very obvious reason is how one would "steal" or (re-)use the work previously research and create by others: There's no doubt about the lack of creativity of many. And this cannot  always be competitive enough without relying or using other people precedent ideas and proposition overshadowed by some institutional and narrow-minded so called elites (for the sake of global influence and consensual euro-centrist propaganda).

They're seemingly obsessed with a necessity of control of certain other people even a common european citizen which is now quite clear in my case.

Monday, October 13, 2014

The Fall

Today France has to be stated a brinkmanship's collapse. It was always presented for a gap between culture & civilization. It's awry but the only thing that remains is the gap. And at bay the way you see it.

Thursday, October 17, 2013


#Europe / 52

This photographic project emerge(d) in times of deep mutations for the documentary mode. From the flux of exchanges, informations and currencies institutionalized by the end of the twentieth century, the "photographical" has been expanded by the use of multiple tools for the digital image at many more different levels. It (was) is a quest to visual and referential contemporaneous imagery. The will to display those personal insights (rose) rise in a global context construed by the multiplicity of images which proves to be a technological intelligence that transforms the way individuals perceive each other.
The language of representation has been obliterated by an overwhelming act of visualization. Withstanding the ubiquity of image, it (was) is an aim to produce a reflection on its contemporaneity. A free photographic approach with a documentary concern. 

Saturday, October 12, 2013

Entertainment's challenge gains in precarity poised in depth to broaden an economy of devolution. Can an ad avert to shrink the dystrophy of Europe? Mythologies link out enthusiast customers.

Over-marketed politicians and hyper-profiled communicators are given ground and credit by the polysemic fields of information. 

As means of consumption & investment have provided most efficient mode of action, words for the mass often don't elicit much else than distraction so policy regulators can hit & play a "game" in which they don't always get no junk. Thwarting the cultures of others thru the prism of its own capital & continent actual reality has never bore and still don't bear an innocuous value.  

Bore Abuse

When some easy technology is to forbid people to sleep making ground for semi-fiction to vacuum real issues & dissimulate them through faked misunderstandings. 

That's for the helpless game of manipulation some still place before all. Power fed itself with evil means.

And a synchronic sense of humor or morale for morons on the easy side fires like in a song "In Every Dream Home A Heartache"  in the Melvins' cover or somehow takes part & makes history in the Steven Spielberg 's "Munich"... Ask yourself what exactly?

Do Mr Edward Snowden really want to divorce from the US government? 
I want to divorce from some institutions I didn't choose to marry. 

Beside there's the funny games of so called art robbers and institutions with fraying government employees or corporate appointees. And of course so many of these facebook's and networking citizens... coming along.



This color image evoke much more than what one would primarly imagine.

Some french institutions back in the 90s procede to project more than trouble in my life. It was a belated effort to return something they apparently lost with a very closed relative. This relative was victmized & condemned to a drastic change in his career. The matter prompted unexpectable consequences for his private & professional activities. Seemingly it took several years for more to unfold.

I can claim that it was my turn to endorse something I wasn't part of at all except for family bound which is a very arguable. It took some time to understand the whole turn & one may not know how long exactly.

Fortunately people & institutions involved use(d) methods and tools not unfamiliar to too many. Obviously it had/has to be ordered in a different way than with my relative cause I'm not the same nor responsible for any of the crime he was sued for. Life went on here & there. I found relief in living abroad & staying away from France, & french environment as much as possible. 

By the way I learnt and sometimes struggled to make my way through other cultures & enjoy witnessing unknown bits of tradition. I also appreciated alien wise observations & influences, carrying along the way my position & work in photography (eventually with graphic design, both being inextricably related).

Manipulation (I despise the use of this word in the context) & pressures sometimes reach(ed) an acme & was/is more than often morally (un)bearable when one silently & secretly discerned it. No one would argue on the use of the brackets... Anyways I could manage to stay alive & sane, with a good health.
But still some people in France don't want to know much about this. They just want a benefit out of what they didn't do, achieve and develop themselves.

Using other people work & research is much easier. For instance Copyright & even sometimes Property is a blatent national legal issue but not much else & regulated by the rule of the present ruler apparently on its own territories. I won't even evoke European & or international law for the simple reason that everyday's news prove more than often than some institutions aren't always liable or exempt of corruption. For instance the french "droit à l'image" is not even respected or even reminded by most nowadays in their own country & consequently not abroad. 

In the case any person, profesional or not, dealing seriously with images it's undubitable. And anybody know their visibility bear many times a lot of causal, informational, political, influential or even ideological issues which anyways sum up more into economical gain. And as much as we know it can provoke much else than just political disturbances at a more global level.

Let's say that it's easier to use people without respect of privacy... and much better for their own benefits to obstruct my personal development.

And some would like to assume that you can forget a crime that's still going on, just forget like that? They will bear the responsability & guilt for ever. And I'm still alive and not about to forget which they might be prepared for.

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Anima loco

"Like belles-lettres in a land of universal literacy, the art of picture-making is now open to everyone - or at least anyone. It is today quite simple to make pictures that are intelligent, cultivated, and original as the person who makes them - who remains, of course, the most interesting & undependable link in the system."
John Szarkowski, 1973

Monday, September 23, 2013


Sunday, September 1, 2013

Bankan Tire

Below there's the post signaled as THE WEST BANK.
Here it's being made. The left, the south & the west all in all. More than a week to pat echoes, words, sounds & images from where I stand : south of the channel, the English one bien-sûr.

So the west, the left & the south, etc. Let's not say that I dislike soccer; it's just TV & the telly's guys dead or alive. When I'll go to swim I waterpolo sometimes, letting iode off my nostrils plunging my brains in a love lace of effervescence.
It's fundamental. Not the french selling frigates to Taiwan. But it's still make a do twenty years past. Short Random Memory abunds here & there even if it isn't the last Daft Punk clearance. Still the least others from Versailles issued such more than a decent one after Wolfgang Amadeus... Was the guy portuguese indeed?..
Now with no Rosa Luxembourg left, Barosso almost done, we's still have Europe and the french, their banks and their cheese & their ways, plus their smile sometimes.
So let's make it worse madame monsieur ! Gender for ignorants & bores for the press & nest for vultures !.. Informative appendix out of the blue or I tell you 'bouts of the corrupt material down here.
The supply of hand-ready-made infos don't outcast the serene mishapes of officials. Guardians to the bank sea's solace row of prejudice. To name one in the lot the LCL, former Credit Lyonnais involved in a public scandal in the nineties. There's plenty others you would thwart now. Time hit the clock more than once; Dingos had been fishing monkey before global warning had stopped us & them to speak German instead of Russian correctly.
The case with gov or anti-gov people is that I'm writing it. Paris ain't really texan those days& there ain't no Walls you cannot pee on; it's labelled L.O.V.E but I ain't rally Robert Mitchum with an "L" falange.. but you join in non-solo with the M mate but with the H too. Here's a big deal!

Do you want to be australian? I wanna be austrian, not asturian in Montpellier, Hérault or Jamaica, but vacationing from Maine where I would elicit residence all times.
So... scribbling with words in the valley, would it be so different? Yah.. climate changes & perhaps the french accent in Phoenix is worth enough to temper foxy Europeans subordinated to their transatlantic counterparts (No.. really?..).
It's californian skin treatment for new-aged mummies. "Bourgeois..!" as the song flow in. It's AC versus RD without DC.

When they hack your phone do I blame Bin laden or Europol? The Osama license is uprouted CGHQ said. but fracking with guys of manicured ministers serve science to advance legal progress of humankind. No duck no muck! Fracking in, mule in air. No criminal, nor less journalist than a native of Brittany was adjacent to Gaule before the Romans red (h)air still turn(ed) gray under nuclear makeshift & low protein consumption. You have medication I have drugs. We're a bite of shareholders but I'm no consumer while you're such a marathon man off Iron. you're stealin' the poles. We've some of the best machines. Not much to add.The beast of animals with a legendary merk for hits.
Kidults: the DCRI outspoken out in the country or the RFA's fare memoir to celebrate (?...) War's heads & satellites can't help but droning. What else Georges! Pampers, layers... Spank Irish while it shan't be gaelic wonder unnerved in your abacus.

Let me cry out the sound of music. My son by the sea will heir a new guild of knowledge's genetical patented artist: the Ghost Fazer.
When the MADE IN CHINA will evenly brighten stark phosporescent chicken in their sow's sneer.
Blame (H)art for good. These movies from Scotland landed in the french capital for the summer. Cinemas all over here it's beautiful.
And there are retirees lead that don't cope with sponsored government's digging.
Wanna get drowned or drawn? Wanna get done? Service's not included for the baby moaners generation; it's mony wise.
Where IT police derails behind their own self & sense of identity. It's a value's split unforced for sketchy silent scopes of disaster.
Know where to be. Know who you are. Know where I head.

Berlin won, Paris fails, Madrid's the tense of times. Rome's androgynous beauty prevails. Europe not really dies, just ages. America suboperate the flows Russia don't see when Asia's embrace hold out as an Africa not to meet no ends. "Killing An Arab" for the future future of whales & eels. Still wiring your phone? I tap my water ol' lame cunt! I lurk, skwash. Brillance on main. Walls I gnaw Chicago with your.. And lay no respect to your tongue. Au revoir.


"It's how the news becomes so powerful it doesn't need TV or newspapers. It exists in people perceptions. It becomes real or fake-real so people think they're seeing something they invent. It's the news without the media."
Don DeLillo The Angel Esmeralda

#Europe / 51

First europeans photos' op. peregrinated beteew 2002/06.
Not so odd but never so conscious. It was about working on "the Image". The project's website has already been offline for two years. Stand on a work on progress (?)
Time's for memoirs + updates Now.

Some photographs... here & there:

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

The West Bank

In Review: like a would-be journalist screening numerals & auctions in informative strategy. Times & technology. Sex without french or animals. Talks about positions, business, banking, social structures, administrative leaks, pivotal endeveours in Europe, Jersey or Taiwan. Gambling, money laundering, corruption, gardening, water sports & fashion... Phoenix, Montpellier. A short story of the case with your boyfriend's playground, retirees on duty, fracking loose issues for human defectors, government appointees,etc. 
The week to come!



"I guess for me the idea of using my words as an applique, ingredient or lens
thru which to view  another's art, is always a misuse,
and a mistake.
and a source of regret
do you see how
it would be a good deal for you, if i were to be interested?
thats just a fact..
so why should i give this good deal to you, a stranger instead of someone else?
this is why your presumptuosness is very unpleasant 

i believe the english word "mercenary" applies also.
besides that, on an aesthetic basis. 

. way back in the 1990's i learned the hard
way over and over that when anything i write tries to adhere to someone
else's imagery, it's phoney seeming, like using you gift for photography to run
a  brochure company. or maybe you would like that.
but for me it would only
create despair,
(to see my creations unable to respirate, stranded on these other plantets)
and one never knows how much or little more despair it would take
to make one miss a day of work. 

yasher koach," 
Sunday, april 15, 2007

Friday, August 9, 2013



Fun Era


Sunday, July 21, 2013


French funny faces may have flood in Porto a week-end of april. I wasn't there at the time but those puffs still return... One might steal their capital FÜR (real) Africans or tired Canadians. 

Saturday, July 6, 2013


Spectral Jets Lean In One 
An Astral Lane I Seem To heed
Which Material Hem Amok

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Don App

Dare to ask how it was , Answer silently. Everything could be fine; What does it mean? You may have a problem with your left hand; What are you talking about Homemade cookies. Is there a reason you came to visit? Yes. Which is?.. Valuable enough for you not to know. Why do you say Europe is not part of it? I mean that it isn't part of Europe. Why don't you go "French" off with you f*** ing..? Nope. Could you say that in Russian? Hope though. Why should you ask questions? Because you won't answer. What's wrong with humor? Yourself. Where do you locate it? If not for a share in Europe..? Under the volcano. Can you be less than pointless one minute? It ain't for your own security. Why do you care? I don't. Would you mean Asia isn't that short-sighted? Frankly "frenched up" in Mexico: the late nineteen, it's historical. Are you sure it's worth pinpointing this? The classical beat for gnats under pressure; Cynical after all ? Moths on the window & death camps for pets, it's what you long for too.Where do you go? Hong-Kong. Why? friends across the bay to visit. You're selfish (?!) Really! It doesn't depend on me. Add it up Is it what you 'spy about' my country?  Totally, slash & edit. So long.. You may have the word! Before that's your last cast & shadow spurt. What do you say about  the land? It's no Canada. Sharp! C'mon & tell me what. We have the woods, you've got the fall + sand oil. Have talked with the people? I've never had to. Rush isn't for Russians; Nerve isn't for us. It's for villains. I bet. What? My babooshka has gone to hell. What else? A term in liquor and thecompetence for religion. Aren't you being journalistic? Even though. Free speech? It's a bargain. What about  the lividity in the face of the mesh? It's a subordinate clause. can you tell the inspiration!?

Sunday, February 10, 2013


Contraption & corruption or an aloof french RE-fine national identity. It's not like they only have a language problem. They can understand english but what for ?..
It's not lame meanderings in the 'pays of camenbert'. It's also the way they do great damage to other culture sometimes.

Ask Milan Kundera why he sued a french company for the translation of his first novel! And they're special with their 'frenchitude' but everybody has it to be real. As the brits they kneels in "comedie". Pathetic shitheads faking innocent smile to snort a 'merci' or else.

Tell them "Mercy" cause they still believe in super heroes when its hollywood money with the next shift of stardust and lights. Leaning in english, they export their unreliable and un-trustful manners. However at home it's no better. For instance movies subtitles provide a lean idea of what their sense of psychology and fiction or comedy was, is and could probably be tomorrow.

They wrench people in a way that is not unforfeited.  For instance there is Milan Kundera  who finally dug so well their own idiom so it  had them to think a little more about it.
Or perhaps it's time to brat a bit about the 'grand' leaders of Albania and Iran of the last decades who lived and studied a good share of their life in France.

In those times of obvious cowardice thru electronic devices, of internet tweets and such facebook's virtue bore at all ages , un-comitment has become a privileged playground for many (so do I ..?)
People of France are no exception except that those nationals or EU laws they should apply aren't even respected by their own government and sacred 'discrete' institutions.
People slightly wonder in Israel why Mohamed Merah wasn't killed before.. We just know the answer so well as the debatable matter of antisemitism.
But this last word is the unpronouceable answer. It's very simple. There was Ilan Halimi before, in 2006, but not anymore. Gone. And some real benefits of political and economical interest ?
6 years after a teenager killed three french soldiers and three jews in the "hexagone". To opt for an exit option ? They don't have any. And they're mostly bland. Recently an (un)justified military action in Africa ... To help those poors guys to deal woth the Jihad ? Not their Uranium ..?

Tonite I just went to see "La Soif Du Mal" Touch of Evil (Orson welles) and for no reason a guy behind and a guy before me just complain about the light on my phone  while the movie has barely started. And without even being conscious of it I was rummaging through his seat with my feet. The guy didn't see & feel it but just intricately pretend it of course.

Indeed as some just want to mess around apparently for the pleasure of it, others might have a problem with one of my foot (?) Is it about the accident I had 14 years ago while objector of consciousness in the first country of Cheese, after Hollande Monsieur Le President ?
What's your partner think about it ? It sounds like a boring movie scene, a best seller en devenir or a wry photographic act.

That was just another serial double provocation. French are disguised 'matcho Don' with their good share of manic women. Mean and coward like many on the planet they're just mostly gay when they have a petty one around with a glass of wine to hail the cheers & glammest parts. Until they reminded of their own interests. And their litigious hoax a now and then disseminated well-known hypocrisy not to be undisclosed anymore.

The Chill

"Their logic was that art was very beautiful, oh , yes, indeed but you must work for a living and then you will find that you are to tired to think about art. but it was when I threatened to add a layer or two on my own account that they blew up on me."
Henri Miller

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Négatif +

The Coalescent Tourist said to me once "When I was cruel.. I thought it was savvy to take photo of anybody & post them online, do this freaky show of selfish pornification and never consider consequences"

Last autumn in Iran I met a couple mollahs, a young afghani afraid of his own country and the one he took refuge in with his family, a swimming coach operating as an improvised driver and as corrupted as it seems necessary to be, a fantastic guide anybody could avoid but not look for and a few more characters somehow out of the world in a country off the west and still away from the east.

Then I had to come back in glorious Europe or Nobel prized EU, for the sake of money or material subsitence. 

And the mean, the bad, the beautiful, unconscious, unaccepted, hypocrital smile and selfishness and other haven't move more than an inch or so since the previous visit. 
More cinema, more consumption, paradoxical waste, more uncommitted and irresponsible entertainment than ever, and always more money for self-gratification and a unique sense of cultural bigotry, and this new government delving in hope and made to measure serenity, or a new form of conservatism to reassure a  population of "commercant", scroungers, narrow minded contractors, but not to lose its investors if its Depardieu. This is not really a clash, a sincere left turn but just a slight change in the tone and color, and the frenchy overall  still seemingly very faithful to their egocentric positions.

And if like all this wasn't really obvious, I tried my best to be positive, responsive and respectful, not strained by disgust or even bitterness, I brought my rolls to this french Lab Négatif + (let's call them the persian negatives), like I did for many before and they could not help but mess around. That's a shame. 
During years I gave them work and money, and when I left Paris for good, of course I had to go to a different lab. 

Which I may have not suspect was more than a little vengeance and for what reason so far ?.. This Parisian institution on the eve of Paris photo was making a point. Am I too good for them ? I can't really conceive this. 

It was more a parabole to preen  the chorus of a treacherous choral  extolling "go & get lost, we don't need you to show us what we're not worth of.." In the air  an apparently innocuous 'quelque chose' was transparently glowing but an ire that presage nothing really good.

Saturday, January 26, 2013

The Argument

"One might think that, as someone  who has made ten movies, I would see my calling as telling stories with images. But that never quite convinced me. Maybe because basically pictures have always mean more to me than stories, yes, and sometimes the stories were merely a hook for hanging pictures.
But you can't always rely on pictures; they're not always there when you want them.
On the contrary , they sometimes seem to avoid me, for weeks on end, even months. In all that time, I won't see a thing that strikes me, that seems worth 'preserving'. I completely lose any inclination to make pictures myself, and if I try my hand at it anyway, the results are completely random, images without form: because the eye that might have given form isn't there. And then you can end up with the worst view there is: that of the tourist. The uncommitted view, the Evil Eye.
Right now too, without the brace of a story, images are starting to look interchangeable and purposeless to me, and things, searching for their lost form, look up through the camera lens at me and say: why are you bothering us? Leave us in peace!' For me that spells the beginning of a new age hostile to images (and an age of hostile images too), and I run around with my camera in circles of despair. There's no help from the cinema; on the contrary American films are looking more and more like trailers for themselves. So much in America tends to self-advertisement, and that leads to an invasion of and inflation of meaningless images. And the television as ever at the forefront. Optical toxin.
After days of this blindness, it's two books that once more open my eyes to pictures and put in the mood for peaceful looking..."

Wim Wenders in Reverse angle: New York City, March 1982

Thursday, January 3, 2013