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Golden Dreams (coffee Zen Part II)

By Kingmob • Set 16th, 2007 • Category: Stories

Another day, also made of old gypsy who challenge of chess beside the caravans.
At five in the evening traffic is relentlessly cruel and slow. Who gives a fuck: sooner or later arrival.
Now I have to admit, a kiss and I can not sleep
A kiss and I long to think that it is [...]



POUR Sylvia (1996)

By Kingmob • Mar 15th, 2007 • Category: Stories

(PAST, PRESENT & FUTURE TENSE)
Clinging to the window like a gargoyle, I was leaning forward and looking groping the air.
It might even rain, and there really a time to shit, but it was London, dick, London, and nothing was more important than this for me.
Was life.
And as I looked through the windows foggy night semi-dull machine, [...]



ALL TOMORROW'S PARTIES

By Kingmob • Mar 6th, 2007 • Category: Stories

COFFEE 'ZEN: ALL TOMORROW'S PARTIES
'Why the cold, the real one, knows to be here, at the bottom of my heart to shave.' Marta Andrea Pazienza seemed scrutinize those who were friends of his childhood with beautiful blue eyes indefinable from its epigraph pictures. All those faces that once [...]



(Auto) Exile from exile Elisa

By Kingmob • Feb 8th, 2007 • Category: Stories

(Auto) Exile from exile Elisa

VIENNA
At Belvedere, the work of Klimt Adele Feuerbach between experiments decorative (like small icons pagan, weird, strange characters are spying on us with her over the sands of time) and vertical abstractions klimtiane thrown like darts and a concentric sky above the magnolias another universe away and nostalgic, but only a distant [...]



THE MARK OF MR. Doctor-A retrospective on Devil Doll --

By Kingmob • January 17th, 2007 • Category: Articles


In 1994 I had the good fortune and honor of knowing personally a true genius, true character of other times obscure and multifaceted creativity, bashful and misanthrope, an artist truly fascinating. And this, as it should be, mainly because of his work.

Everything, as often happens in these cases, occurred in a succession of baffling coincidenze.A house [...]