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last snowflakes

olympe

« […] car elle s’engainait dans des robes serrées d’où pendaient toute sorte de petits os peint en noir, chacun attachés à un bout par une ficelle noire. »

Mademoiselle de Phocas

the olympe project

inspired by mlle de Phocas

- special order - work in progress -

we don't kow...

"The visible world can be deceptive, some entities are able to change shape whenever they want, and life is often cruel and implacable; nature can show itself ruthlessly stingy with his gifts of food a year and exceptionally generous the next year, It is the spirits of the land, sea and air that are holding the real power "

Northern Tales, Howard Norman

let my bones remain intact

Oh let my bones remain intact,
their sheath of flesh remain compact,
resist until death’s agony,
when bodies starts their argosy,
and when the skin becomes like glass,
Transparent to the soul, and glass
The tentacled medusa’s eye…

Black Minutes of Memorial Sand, Alfred Jarry

bones

work in progress...