Photographie I

 

  

Cowboy Poseur (Readymade #1)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

Lumieres de Noel

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rosette

 

 

 

 Rosette illuminee avec bougie

 

 

 

 

 

  

Accident?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Reflektion

 

 

Fleisch und Traumen

(oder, Ein Schatz mit Schatzen)

(Danke fur die susse Traumen, Kaycie!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Victor Hugo: Hey, Ven, it's the first of the month, 

my turn for the Mardi Gras beads and window seat!

Venus de Milo: Ah, no, no, Victor, please, I'm not ready yet! A little longer!

VH (grumbling): Fine. (pause) Say, you know about Les Miserables, right, Ven?

VdM: That humongous, depressing tome of yours they made into a (sniffles) really stirring musical? Of course!

VH: Well, m'dear, it just so happens that yours truly can also be musically inclined as well as literarily gifted.

VdM: Oh so? 

VH: Oui! I'm creating a musical based on none other than my own 'Hunchback of Notre Dame'! I've already come up with a smash hit number for it, too! Wanna hear the title, Ven?

VdM: Sure, why not.

VH: Brace yourself! I call it 'Little Knell, Quasimodo's Favorite Bell'! Get it? Clever, eh? What do you think of that?

VdM: I call it rather unap-PEAL-ing, Victor. What do you think of that?

VH: Unap-PEAL-ing! Ho ho, you're funny, you are, Ven! A laugh riot! But no, it's great! A bona-fide boffo smash! And can you guess how it'll begin, Ven? Can ya? How my big boffo song will begi-

VdM: Merda, just tell me, Victor!

VH (proudly): It'll begin-get this-with two minutes of ringing cathedral bells! 

VdM (confused): Wha-? 

VH: Yeah, it's real neo-avant garde stuff I'm offerin', Ven! It'll revolutionize musical theatre entirely! Wanna hear me perform it? 'Cause here I go!

VdM: Uhh...?

VH:  Ahem! DING DONG!! DING DONG!! DING DONG!! DING DONG!!

VdM: Victor?

VH: DING DONG!! DING DONG!!  DING DONG!!  DING DONG!!

VdM: Victor, please stop that!

VH: DING DONG!! DING DONG!! DING DONG!! 

VdM: VICTOR, SHUT THE HADES UP!!!

VH: DING!! Ready to give up the beads and window seat, babe?! DONG!!

VdM: Oh, more than ready now, peste! 

VH: Good, good. Thank you, ma belle Venus!

VdM: Don't flatter me! Save that for your own ego! I'm out! (She slowly moves away from VH)

 VH (hopefully): Un bacio?

(VdH stops but is icily silent.)

VH (pleading): Due baci?

(She remains immobile.)

VH (voice cracking a little): T-t-tre baci, mi amore? Per favore?

VdH (solemnly): No, Victor, no. (VH looks crestfallen until she leaps back to him, operatically)

UN MILIONE BACI!!!!

(They kiss. A lot.) 

 

 

 

VH: As they say for some reason, "Winner, winner, poulet dinner!"

VdH (off): I'll be back soon, you know?!

Rosette: And me, as well!

VH (to himself, chuckling): And I can hardly wait!

 

 

 

 

V sees you when you're sleeping,

V's standing on your roof,

V knows you think that's a dumb idea

But IDEAS ARE BULLETPROOF!

BANG!!!

 

 

 

 

And speaking of...

 

                                           American Thenardiers    

                                          (photo from Time.com)

 

To be continued...

 

DB/8.2021

Many thanks goes to Design Toscano and Basil Street Gallery of Illinois for some of the art pieces featured here.