Slumber of Fleshes ( texts and pictures)
I photographed the statues in Père Lachaise cemetery and I wrote texts on the dreams imprisoned into their sleeping fleshes
Sommeil de chairs /Slumbers of fleshes
© Pascal Morsagne 2012
Couverture/Cover
I propose a new translation of these texts that I have writen.
Feel free to suggest modifications to improve it. Thank you.
Pascal MORSAGNE
The cover of Sommeil de Chairs © PascalMorsagne 2012
Feel free to suggest modifications to improve it. Thank you.
Pascal MORSAGNE
The cover of Sommeil de Chairs © PascalMorsagne 2012
Prologue
"But it is their hearts that I hear, their hearts that beat, that beat, that never stop beating"
text by Jacques Prévert extracts from the dialogues of the film "les visiteurs du soir" (The devil’s Envoys) by Marcel Carné
- Sommeil de Chairs /Slumber of Fleshes©PascalMorsagne 2012
text by Jacques Prévert extracts from the dialogues of the film "les visiteurs du soir" (The devil’s Envoys) by Marcel Carné
- Sommeil de Chairs /Slumber of Fleshes©PascalMorsagne 2012
Définition
Death is a slumber of heightened fleshes,
a petrified desire under a sob of stones.
- Sommeil de Chairs /Slumber of Fleshes ©PascalMorsagne 2012
a petrified desire under a sob of stones.
- Sommeil de Chairs /Slumber of Fleshes ©PascalMorsagne 2012
- Sommeil de Chairs © Pascal Morsagne 2012
Translation on the following image
(I first wrote this text in English)
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(I first wrote this text in English)
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Nothing to tell or to explain
(I first wrote this text in English)
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- Sommeil de chairs /Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
Balafres/Scars
Flaunting our scars
forgetting the pains
that engraved them...
We cannot be both
the wound and the blade,
the cure and the disease ...
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forgetting the pains
that engraved them...
We cannot be both
the wound and the blade,
the cure and the disease ...
- Sommeil de Chairs/Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
L'espoir/Hope
Hope is a hard drug,
From poisons to passions, we sink into a stream of faces
where we draw from the fire of our gazes.
- Sommeil de Chairs / Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
From poisons to passions, we sink into a stream of faces
where we draw from the fire of our gazes.
- Sommeil de Chairs / Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
La confiance/Confidence
Confidence is a gift
precious and fragile
like a child's breath
asleep in the snow.
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precious and fragile
like a child's breath
asleep in the snow.
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La lucidité/Lucidity
To the cutting edge of mirrors,
LUCIDITY is a long and fatal disease,
PASSION under the mask is a living shroud
to split or defend, ALONE.
- Sommeil de Chairs /Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
LUCIDITY is a long and fatal disease,
PASSION under the mask is a living shroud
to split or defend, ALONE.
- Sommeil de Chairs /Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
Le délire de durer / Delirium to lasting
The quest for a desire object ?
The desire for a quest object?
How can we try to formulate
a provisional response
to our delirium to lasting ?
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The desire for a quest object?
How can we try to formulate
a provisional response
to our delirium to lasting ?
- Sommeil de Chairs/Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
L'absence/The absence
How to tame
the reversed burn
of an absence?
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the reversed burn
of an absence?
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Le silence/The silence
All these words in distress
the useless research for distance
and above all, the SILENCE ...
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the useless research for distance
and above all, the SILENCE ...
-Sommeil de chairs /Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
Le masque blanc/White mask
How to refind me
with my hollow mask
in the lost staircase
of your absent gaze ?
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with my hollow mask
in the lost staircase
of your absent gaze ?
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Immuable/immutable
Against the sand of the years,
learning again to be silent
insensible to the ebb of the tides
Immutable forever...
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learning again to be silent
insensible to the ebb of the tides
Immutable forever...
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Vieillir/Aging
Aging, it's learning to coexist
with the old ghosts of oneself ...
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with the old ghosts of oneself ...
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Comédie humaine /human comedy
The human comedy
that we are condemned to play
without conscience,
masks after masks torn off,
by screaming through our felted lips
until to forget weaknesses
concealing behind our silences.
- Sommeil de Chairs / Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
that we are condemned to play
without conscience,
masks after masks torn off,
by screaming through our felted lips
until to forget weaknesses
concealing behind our silences.
- Sommeil de Chairs / Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
Sommeil de chairs
The photographs were taken at the cemetery of the Père Lachaise with the exception of "the human comedy" by Ernest Christophe, taken at the Musée d'Orsay.
- Sommeil de Chairs /Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012
- Sommeil de Chairs /Slumber of Fleshes © PascalMorsagne 2012