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A Room with a View by E.M Forster (part 2)

‘a boy of nineteen—was studying a small manual of anatomy, and peering occasionally at a bone which lay upon the piano. From time to time he bounced in his chair and puffed and groaned, for the day was hot and the print small, and the human frame fearfully made’

‘Lucy, who was in the little seat, seemed on the edge of a green magic carpet which hovered in the air above the tremulous world’

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A Room with a View by E.M Forster (part 1)

“That place is too sweetly squalid for words. I love it; I revel in shaking off the trammels of respectability” 

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Lucian Freud with zebra taxidermy
Ellen von Unwerth for The Face magazine, 1993
Ellen von Unwerth for The Face magazine, 1993
Anonymous asked: how highly do you rate the colour of pigeons feet?

Not exceedingly highly, it’s not a particularly tremendous shade of pink but it does do pretty well at providing some respite from grubby grey uniformity I’ll give it that.

Anonymous asked: Hello Phoebeeeeeeeee, what's your opinion on Godard's films? How many have you seen/ which do you like/not like/ why/ goodbye.

Hello! I’ve only seen À bout de souffle, Une femme est une femme, Bande à part and Pierrot le fou but I liked all those a lot. I usually get a trifle exasperated with the lead female (possibly rooted in jealousy) and perhaps the plots are a little under-stimulating but in a nut shell I like films were nothing much happens and it’s more about escapism or appreciating the dialogue and cinematography rather than getting in depth with the characters so personally they’re perfect even if (or maybe because) the formula is predictable. Obviously they’re things of beauty (there’s more than sufficient evidence of this from the amount of screen caps that do the rounds on this website alone!) and they instil the obligatory desire to somehow run away to 1960s Paris and live out a carefree existence; all Breton t-shirts and boulangeries and mischief and multiple devoted lovers etc etc. It all get’s a bit Jenny from An Education-ish doesn’t it… “I’m going to be French. And I’m going to Paris. And I’m going to smoke and wear black. And listen to Jacques Brel and I won’t speak. Ever.” / “go to Paris and Rome and listen to jazz, and read, and eat good food in nice restaurants, and have fun!”

People get terribly stuffy and pretentious about them and I don’t think that’s was the directors intention.. What do you think? If you like them I’d recommend Jules et Jim (François Truffaut).

Also as and aside note to self the last films I watched were: Little Women, Twelfth Night, The End of an Affair and Ultranova)

Fluorite from England
Sylvia Mann photographed by Angela Hil
Agata Rudko photographed by Ryo Kobo and styled by Yoko Omori, SO-EN magazine October 2009
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