Elsewhere

1983…Saint-Etienne France…Great job, friends like family…Miss S. I was all about Theater and Rock and Roll. In smoke of a small cafe, warm friends and Noir Desir and Bertrand Cantat. This song.. “Toujours etre Ailleurs” , always with me for more than 30 years now. ..Bertrand…I could’nt join the pack of barking dogs .

I found this VHS secam video and I tried to make something out of it… Emotion is there…

1978


“ He was young. he was so damn young. he was so god damned. Drunk with the Blood of Baby dolls. Mad laughter. power. running neck and neck with his vision was his demon. Sooner Stick his dick up the baby dolls ass. Shove pins in the heads of innocents. Bad seed with a golden spleen. Ha Ha. he has the last laugh. Blonde Hairs raveling in your vital breath. White hydrogen. Rimbaud. Savior of the forgotten scientists: the alchemists. alchemy. of The. The Word. The power of The Word. Love Rays. bullets on the alter. obscene ceremonies. leave no proof clues. gold. behind. Rimbaud blessé Rimbaud wounded Rimbaud: angel with sleeves of blue hair. [NO] light without shadow. Rimbaud was a rolling stone are all prophets persecuted? He was so damn young. 

Devotions to Arthur Rimbaud.
Copyright © Patti Smith

1978 is the time we started to walk the way …It was about something else… such a rebellion to our Human condition a revolt against Destiny.

We left many on the path, I still cherish this special dream that evil will not will prevail.

I composed this Music Video putting for 2 minutes “Till Victory” of dear Patti Smith as wording to one of the most moving piece of Art of Choreographer Trisha Brown.

It is my devotion to “solitude”

1978