Fear Le Glabru!

The Glabru lives in the attic, he enters at night and make pens ink on stuffs and he torns notebooks rip rip, he puts nails or snails in the shoes and makes knots in woolballs, picks an ember in the fire and puts it on the carpet. He goes also in the kitchen, sours the milk or butter, spoils fruits by putting his fingers into them and spits frog’s spit into the soup.

At night some children sometimes hear the Glabru calling the other Glabrus in other houses with a owly oooh oooh, then they’re talking sitting in a row on a branch they talk about naugthies and sillies to make, and they tell each other the name of kids to teasebother.

Some days things are lost, they break, and the rain falls when it shouldn’t, and stuff trips you and you bang your head on wood beams.

When a Glabru comes noboby hears it but only a few little girls who can protect others with this rhyme :

Glabru je t’ai eu je te croque au sel je te mange cru Glabru lanturlu

Glabru I got you I crunch you with salt I eat you raw Glabru lanturlu




Freely adapted from Claude Roy (Permis de séjour)















Roger Dean


“Non-Narrative Documentaries”


I have a milestone : Koyaanisqatsi. An hypnotic flow of music and images, and not a word. The splendor of the Earth with the craziness of men.

They made others, Anima Mundi about animals, Powaqqatsi about men working, Naqoyqatsi about violence.

Then, other “images symphonies” like Samsara, Chronos and Baraka, Dogora.


But there’s another category of “non-verbal films”. It’s when documentaries just SHOW you things. People are interviewd, or you hear them talking in meetings, but there is no narration. No voice who’d tell you what to think, no narrator who’d lead your brain where it’s requested.

You watch and you make your own opinion, like in Berkeley, by Wiseman.


This could lead to another article : “the voice-over problems in documentaries”.

Most of the time it’s redundant. Or it explains too much, you feel like a lectured kid.

It’s time to Google :

“Best Documentaries of all time” and have one month journey.



Have a nice day!






Needling each other : Chronicle 51

When synthesizers came, many musicians were amazed because “it can mimic any other instruments!”. But of course some guys began to use them for their own possibilities. Isn’t there a tool here?

When something new comes, use it as a tool to go elsewhere and explore, instead of planting it in the old soil – though it could work too, right?


Fraternity between those who don’t play the game.


Oblivion makes you disappear. Fame imprisons in a genre.


Some loss of balance can lead someone to go through their ideas.


Some police investigators are just logical and thorough. Some others have diagnostical impressionism : they have a “clinical sense” which is continuously plugged to the world and human beings…


Rain is happy to meet grass
Grass is happy to meet rain

Claude Roy


What helps us in friendship is not much the help that friends give us, but the trust we have in this help.


What is the height of distress, or hardship? To not be surprised by anything.


Maskenfreiheit, the freedom of the mask


The Five Obstructions, Lars von Trier and Jørgen Leth, 2003

In this underrated film the iconoclastic Danish director Lars von Trier challenges experimental film-maker Jørgen Leth to remake one of his earlier films, The Perfect Human, five times, each time with a different creative constraint. The first “obstruction” imposed by von Trier, for example, was that the film had to be made in Cuba, using shots of no more than 12 frames. Another was that it had to be made as a cartoon. It’s basically these two creative egos going up against each other and it gives a fascinating insight into the film-making process, what goes on in a director’s head and how you cope with stress and constraint and challenge. It’s delicious and playful and there’s never a dull moment watching these two maestros needling each other.

Who will you ask to obstruct your work? What for?

Thanks for reading!


“Where Children Sleep” – James Mollison, Photographer

James Mollison travelled the world and took pictures of children… “bedrooms”, from Kentucky to Italy, Brazil, China…

He made a book, “Where Children Sleep”, which is a masterpiece. The power of juxtaposition…

Have a nice day!