Sounds in black and white.

Tribute to dark dreams

Dublin my heart

© pictures: Nellie Walther

Adagio.

I woke up in analog.

Ever since there is an antique film covering my eyes, interacting artificially with different degrees of intensity.

Bryan Schutmaat's work bumped into my life with rapturous acclamation... Not only photo-optically spoken, but musically as well. If his pictures speak for his western origins, his music project Orphan Theater shall be the voice of Texas.

Still waiting for the audiovisual combination of both though.

Tribute to a scatterbrained environement.

© pictures: Bryan Schutmaat

(am) Tribute

Unattainable.

Jean-Marc left a part of his heart in Stockholm once, and so did I.

Tribute to my partially frozen snöhjärta.

© pictures: Nellie Walther

>>...do I start to feel like I'm losing myself.

Zellsaft.

So here we are, wearing all black, splurging less, all doing the same morbid and depressing kind of winter look.

I declare my wardrobe is way too "The Kooples" this year. I want a floating black, nordic penetration, Denmark's darkest anthocyane for spring 2010.

Tribute to an Inspiration: >>Diana Brinks.

© picture: Diana Brinks

Nocturnal pipe dream

Tribute to the raped subconscious.

Boy. oh boy.

One thing is abundantly clear: Boys and boats are the new wave (again).

Popeye has never been that fashionable.

Tribute to the Boy. By Band of Outsiders S/S 2010.

© pictures: Band of Outsiders

Philanthropy stinks.

Hence Ralf Ziervogel owns my full attention. Acting basically as a purist and minimal maniac, his works will exceed your paraphilia and become captured in your grimest imagination.

Horrible and acherontic, maybe. Or maybe it's just raw humanity, if you enjoy it with a glass of madness.

But the cruel carnage-files shall be closed for good, according to the berliner artist. His next project will be an inoffensive (?) construction exposed at the Berlin Airport Tempelhof - the "Tempelhof Cube".

Tribute to german Wahnsinn.

>>Ralf Ziervogel

© picture: Ralf Ziervogel

Tribute to colors

Who said good lyrics have to be profound if you can just name some colours instead?

I say italo and Ida No.

The story can resume.

If someone ever tells you that you'll only find one great love in your lifetime, it is surely dead-on. Unfortunately there is always a "Briony" behind any big love story with intent to destroy that vision in rose.

No need to altercate on those things anyway if there is a movie which says it all.

>>Tribute to Atonement.

It's my childhood and I cry if I want to.

Welli welli well well.

Can't find anything childish about those pictures.

Tribute to a >>serious infancy from the Twilight Zone.

Save the Grizzly Bear

Finally a new creative inspiration in making pristine music videos.

Harpoon them and kill a culture? No. The Grizzly Bear belongs to a protected species.

And if you still don't know what's going on in the mind of an animal threatened by extinction, here's an idea.

Tribute while you wait for the others.

Cigarettes, the 60s and fashion darling.

What is it about cigarettes and fashion that goes so well with the 60s? Obviously The Beatles seemed to have a clue - Tom Ford however realised a full-blown movie peppered with elegant smoke/mouth close ups.

My award for the most debonair smoking scene belongs to Carlos in "A Single Man".

Tribute to hollowed words.

In bed with General Idea

...or how not to forget to take your pills in canadian art.

In fact masterpieces as the "Nazi Milk" (1979), "P is for Poodle" (1983), or the aids era work "PLA©EBO" (1989-1995) which metaphors the disease of two of the artists, set a landmark in today's media-based art epiphany.

Tribute to AA Bronzon, George Frontal and Felix Partz (General Idea).

2009 - Nazi Milk homage by Colette

Collection of the National Gallery of Canada

1979 - Nazi Milk