Kill Kim #13

Give him back to me, oh my soul, my love…
In senses abandonment and her face turned to the sky,

Kim implores and explores…
The impossibility of a world, without him…

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Kill Kim #12

Someone walked into your home and killed people you had never met, even though you knew all their names and faces, even thought you had read their work, laughed at some of their jokes and frowned over others.
Some one walked over your soul and reminded you that nothing is forever.

They showed you how hard it is to remain true to freedom.

Art Studio and Paintings : Claire de Chavagnac
Drawings: Gilles Billian, alias Sellig
Dress from Aventure des Toiles, from the collection inspired by the artist Claire de Chavagnac

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Kill Kim #11

Blood stretches on the thread while life withers. Hope discovers itself shrinking, terrified by the steady roar of machinery pounding silk and cotton. Needles sting and tie, embroider and gather for the princesses and kings’s adornments’s beauty. In the shallows of a forbidden Paris, Kim splendidly lost, ready to spring. The momentum’s cut short, expires: midnight strikes for wolves, the prince did not come.

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Kill Kim #10

Kim getting ready and making herself pretty, dressed in costumes and masks - facing the light.
Flashes snap, her image is projected, adulating fans call out to her…
Kim feels naked, a cold and empty mannequin. She becomes one of them, insensitive, indifferent.
Hidden behind her adornments, around her grows the shadow.

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Kill Kim #9

1817160713
Lat/Long WGS84 : 48.87044, 2.34974
48° 52' 13.58'', 2° 20' 59.06''
MAYDAY KIM DENIES ALL
AGENT KIM TO REPORT, STOP - HOLDING NEW INFORMATION, STOP - THE DUCK HAS RAN OUT OF BATTERIES, STOP - EVERYTHING HAS HAPPENED AND WILL HAPPEN AGAIN, STOP - SITUATION CRUCIAL COVER BLOWN, STOP - REQUESTING IMMEDIATE EXTRACTION, STOP - END OF LINE.

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Kill Kim #8

Beat my heart, southern Gal, knock my senses, make me bleed... Again, stronger, you’re a tough girl, you can hit harder. C’mon. Chin up!
As I lay my eyes on you, I see : your pensive face, your worried thoughts... The pain and fear you try to hide. You’re so far away, as you wait and look ahead to your future, so sad, so still. So beautiful and out of reach.
There and gone, so close and untouchable.
Punch my soul, luminous Kim, cry my love...
Are you mine, are you his, are you no one’s but yourself’s?

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Kill Kim #7

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Kill Kim #6

“You were seven my dear, so beautiful in your temple and nested under a volcano's ire, looking at eachother like China dogs, ok like crystal cranes I should say... You seemed so bored to death in this small island’s exotic dust, where was it by the way? Wait, I should remember, ah, I believe it is this small dot on the globe, it’s hardly visible. I could not resist, I took you both to show you the world. I couldn’t fit more in my pockets, otherwise...
Of course I was warned, something about a curse and tragic accidents... Nonsense! When my shutters slam, it is because of the wind. Ah! I laugh to see myself so beautiful in your mirrors!! I need to find the perfect place on my shelves so that you be noticed and admired! My joy is such that I could kiss you ! But ! What...”

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Kill Kim #5

Lost in sensations, Kim can almost forget that she is. By day, she curses herself 'till burying her self-esteem, as the night's red hours grow.
Little bag of high, spleen powder, a dash of lies to hide the bitterness. It would only take a look, it would only take a miracle, it would only take feeling loved.
From sinking deeper in ephemeral ecstasy, her soul deserted and her heart needless, Kim distanciates and disillusions herself, Kim doesn't know anymore.

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Kill Kim #4

I will travel through tempest and difficulties my love, I will read between the lines, look for news of you on the front page and make sense of subtitles and subtext. I will stand in the belief that the impossible can be, that we can create our own destinies, together. So far away from me and yet so close, I shall run towards you when I can and and stay still when I must. But I won’t let go, I can’t, for you are my soul as I am your heart.
Trust me, believe in my faith in you : I shan’t listen to gossip and tell tales...
They say you are dangerous, that I shouldn’t get involved and that scandals will arise...
They say you are a mobster, and gangster, and that those who get too close to you pay with blood...
I must be fool for I won’t give up, I will only stop with my life.

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Kill Kim #3

In the laundrette Kim pretty
Behind her, Linda smiles with Cindy.
Mischievous Kim in youth's lace,

Underneath wants, a silk's rustle.
In life's sweetness, Kim gentle,
Yet another glance ending prematurely

Kim surprised amidst the machine's purring
Kim worried by the turbine's ending
And suddenly the silence

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Kill Kim #2

I’ve been courted and spoiled, I’ve been curtsied and bowed to, men have damned themselves for me. As I sit there and eat your soul, as I rob you of your wealth and your life I cannot smile and be content :

Danke mein lieber Herr, aber du bist mir scheissegal. Was gibt’s sonst? Es reich nicht.
(Thank you my good sir, but I don’t give a fuck about you. What’s next? What’s more? This is not enough)

Sie Wolle zu viel und überspannte den Bogen. Sie, die niemals gab, hatte alles verloren, ihre Seele, ihr Leben, und alles andere.
(She wanted too much and she lost stretching the lines. She who never gave is striped of it all, her soul, her life, her everything.)

Many thanks to the jeweler Laurent de Chavagnac for his magnificent byzantine crown, as well as to Isabelle Sassier for her German translation

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Kill Kim #1

Kim’s day had streched on in spite of her... The hours shrank with each heartbeat.
She leaned toward the invisible...
Regrets filled her face : she anticipated something as tragic and immense as hope’s disappearance.
The universe was tinged with a lingering soft light as violence cleared it’s passage towards the end of pain.
Of her fall, she felt but an unspeakable vertigo. The shock against the steps freed her from the questions haunting her eyes.

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