sábado, 25 de agosto de 2007
my new home/ mi nuevo hogar
gettin´used to it & enjoying the morning light.
i love it.
this is the first pick -selfportrait- i´ve done there.
there is another serie called ballet. coming up soon.
i can feel is a very creative house.
i´ve finished a new track yesterday. fotos.
orden en la cabeza. worked hard on the lyrics and structure.
i like it.
it´s called "don´t look back"
jueves, 16 de agosto de 2007
martes, 14 de agosto de 2007
More postcards/photos that never get published
Y que son las que más me gustan. Pero nunca las sacan en los reportajes.
And that are the ones i like the most, but they never appear on my reports.
Fucking editors. Where is the good taste gone to?
All about topics, the same view. And this is the poetic of Paris. Because Paris, on the top of everything, is pure poetry.
domingo, 12 de agosto de 2007
shhhh!!!billie holiday is singing....
If my heart could only talk
Heaven would be mine
If my heart could only talk
Life would be divine
You would hear my song of love so tender
It would thrill you until you willingly surrender
If my heart could only talk
Dreams would all come true
'neath the starlight i would walk
Hand in hand with you
I would have to seek your lips
Thrill you to your fingertips
If my heart could only talk
If my heart could only talk
Dreams would all come true
'neath the starlight i would walk
Hand in hand with you
I would have to seek your lips
Thrill you to your fingertips
If my heart could only talk