lundi 14 décembre 2009
On a small Island on Teshuilo Lake, 3 Yound girls were playing in the area when one drowned. The area become knowed as an haunted spot and few trespassed on the land. A loner by the name of Julian Santana chose the place to live and honored the child spirit who haunt the area with dolls. Often , Santana would find old discarded dolls to bring to the island as an offering. The dolls , tied to trees , in addition to a special alter he constructed for the child , became known by locals. Few years ago Monsieur Santana died from an heart attack in the exact same spot were the little girl have been found dead. Here some photos of what is maybe my best souvenir from Mexico. A journey into macabre and pure surrealist poesie.
Last Sunday in Mexico , Im going with Paulina in the floating gardens of Xochimolco to have a look on the creepty Isla de las Munecas. By the way , it on the Xochimilco bay that the Llorana drowned her own childern.... and the all location is haunted !
- Satanic apparitions
- The colorfull Trajineras.
- The floating gardens
- Borrachos on a trajinera
- Mexican Vietnam
Here they are... They are still really young and a bit naughty. Last time Gustave had his little nose bitten by the left head skeleton while he was moisturizing their ribbs with healing cream. Hopefully they dont have teeth yet ! I gave them little baby vipers , it seems to distract them a lot! And no risk of snake bite :
- They have no skin
- They are already dead !
- Catholic alcool for breakfast
- Working on the best book ever (Thanks god for Jonas Mekas)
- Morning Carnival with Gustave
- Going to a weird concert in El Chopo
- Getting tattooed by Alejandro at home !
mardi 8 décembre 2009
dimanche 6 décembre 2009
Puebla morgue : Today I assist for the first time, in flesh and bones to the autopsy of a 50 years old man. A car crash. Skull smashed in the right side. He had hematomes in both eyes , who give him a panda look. He was peacefull. even when the doctors were a bit rude with him. First they scalp him and mask his eyes with his bow skin to free the ancephal. The doctor jigsaw his cranian bone , and with a T tool, open it , like a soda can. - Pop - the sound was as good as expected. They put out a big red brain - actually more red than in Lloyd Kaufman movies - Took Picture - They open his abdomen with a bistouri. As he was a bit fat , his tummy split up really quick. They saw his ribs, I saw his black lungs - a smocker - another picture - With a knife they look for the digestive tubs - clic - another pics - the doctor pierce a big intestine bubble with the scalpel - all the tubes sag like a afterparty luftballoon. The liquide inside was black brown - like a coffee and feces mix. Then one of the guy put both his hands in the guts and came back with a purplish kidney, cut it in the center like I cut brötchen for breakfast - another pics. Then they leave him alone for few minutes. The man was still blinded by his scalp forskin.
It was the end
One man came back and began the last sewing process - the best part - the more crafty.
First the head - replace the brain back - skull bone - start to sew -
because of the cranian troma, little pieces of explosed cerebrum were left on the table.
Then the thorax - plexus back like a the missing last piece of a puzzle - and from the up abdomen to the pubis, sewing point with a giant S iron needle.
After that , the man covered the dead with some thin white clothe. thats all folks
during all this time, I didnt noticed that another tiny corpse was also hidding under a fabric. A drowned 2 years old baby. His grand father came later in the afternoon to identify the corpse. This was one of the most saddest thing Ive ever seen. My daily life against the most dreadfull day of his.