Walter Martin & Paloma Muñoz

•27/03/2009 • Laisser un commentaire

Travelers

Série des Travelers, photographies:

Moments de vie et de mort dans l’espace protégé de la boule à neige.

The last minutes

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The last minutes est un livre de 10 nouvelles illustrées, édité en 17 exemplaires.

extrait :

Elodie

“It was an evening like any other. Cold, not many customers, and a desire to escape from it all by running away. Far from here, far from this life and all this bloody mess.

The guy scared me: his limp, his weasel head, the slash in the middle of his face; he really looked odd. But when he shook those fifty pounds notes under my nose, I didn’t quibble.

He didn’t want to do “it” in my truck so I followed him. He walked next to me. Suddently, roughly, he threw me against a tree. I strated to howl. I had been right to be afraid of him. All his rage, his hate and his violence poured over me. It was like a cyclone. A true massacre.

I can’t have been very pretty after that squall.

My body was useful for nothing now.

I will avenge him in Hell.”

"I was far from imagining that she was bloodthirsty and hysterical."

"I was far from imagining that she was bloodthirsty and hysterical."

"My Gog! What is he going to become without me?"

"My Gog! What is he going to become without me?"

"I went to join the forgotten objects which were drowned, in the depths of the ocean.

"I went to join the forgotten objects which were drowned, in the depths of the ocean."