Invisible things by Noëlle Maline

With the flicker of a bird .. I prefer distractions and being interrupted . These days , I am a luggage organizer , book filer and background diorama painter .. I look at the night sky and watch old films .. Collect shadows and uncertainties .. I make art with fragments and broken images .. Paper , things and sounds .


i want to trade my car

and my life in -
for this one...
for many years i drove my father's old 1982 mercedes coupe - then the transmission died. my mom and i decided to donate it to charity. but i still miss it and felt like i belonged in it's drivers seat.
then a few years ago i got a 1967 ford galaxie. which was my second.
now it is sitting in my dirt driveway.
it is time to say goodbye to the galaxie 500.
and now?
i will search and search for this 1971 mercedes benz coupe.
it is also a constant reminder that i am searching for myself.


a bog and some cold marble

above is a bog or part of the river- 
the picture was taken from one of the lower level windows of a mausoleum just outside of portland that was built in the 1930's and still has most of it's original art deco touches.
even the view is of a long time ago.
there is a roller rink over there next to the desolate amusement park. it was really cold in there- and the farther down below we went, the colder it got. my feet felt almost frozen.
 it was really quiet also- except for the faint birds singing outside the windows.


sea balloons

i have been watching the 1960's science fiction television series... the prisoner - 
it is about a former british secret agent who is held captive in a small village by the sea.
he is called 'number six' by his captors.
[take a look - and pay special attention to the giant balloon]

i have had nightmares and become a bit obsessed with this balloon that rises to the surface from the bottom of the sea.
it finds you and follows you and then suffocates your face.
then you are taken to the village hospital for some more brainwashing and interrogation.
whenever i am casually flipping through a magazine and happen to see this ad... i wake up in a completely different place- wondering what just happened.

curbside tastee

this is the tastee freeze in long beach.
it has been there since i was in grade school and still looks exactly the same these days. sometimes my mom would take my brother and i here after school. she would pull up along side the curb and we would jump out and order. i usually got a mr. pibb- and my brother would get a soft serve ice cream dipped in chocolate.
hoff's hut is still there in that general area-
and umberto's suits and tailor - but the broadway department store is long gone.

the perfect breakfast

it's always nice going into a place that still has the old wood booths. if i ever find this place - i will order:
two eggs sunny side up and a side of tomatoes.
some burnt toast - dry,
and a cup of coffee - black.


taco loco and kfc

there is a nice taco spot in laguna beach called taco loco.
they have good potato tacos and salsa along with fish tacos and lobster tacos.
jessica, gruff gruff and angus enjoyed some lobster tacos and chips with salsa out in the sun by the sea.
across the street is an older style kfc.
i especially like the two heads and the foam c coming apart off the wall.
this is another old kfc.
i didn't take this image though.


the shadow

'we spend most of our time and energy in a kind of horizontal thinking. we move along the surface of things... but there are times when we stop. we sit still. we lose ourselves in a pile of leaves or its memory. we listen and breezes from a whole other world begin to whisper.'

sometimes when i'm walking about in strange places -
down streets in towns i am not so familiar with -
i sort of feel like the woman in this image.

'we cloak ourselves in cold indifference to the unnecessary suffering of others - even when we cause it.'

[quotes - jim carroll ]


cafe bar place

I was thinking... If I had a place for a cafe or bar-
My first fantasy inspiration - would be for it to look something like
an old art deco hotel lobby - like the one in The Shining or 
the Hollywood Tower of Terror lobby.
This look would be another choice.
There would be haunting 1930's cartoon music coming 
from far a away secret nooks.


smaller than a snowflake

sometimes i like to think that there were two things that impacted me as a kid. one of them was this ride.[the other was the submarine ride]- i really believed that we were being shrunk smaller than a snowflake. it was amazing. and more amazing that i believed...

a postcard from the adventures thru inner space ride.
the lobby while waiting line...and the huge eyeball watches.
scientists working hard on the model.

vintage polariod

i think what drew me to this photo-
was that
 she seems creepy and awkward.
i guess if a were posing for a press shot, this is how i would want to pose-

this was her publicity [stripper ] shot.


pup and taco puppets

actually i wish i were sitting outside, 
in the sunshine, 
eating tacos with mild sauce, 
sipping mr. pibb-
with my pup and taco puppets and friends.

if this were a test

do you remember the tests that interrupted saturday morning cartoons?
here is a little info about those annoying alerts that no longer happen.

The EBS was initiated in 1963.
EBS replaced the CONELRAD system instituted in 1951.
The EBS was replaced by the EAS which initiated in 1994 and was fully implemented nationwide in 1997.


ernest bathrooms

iv'e been looking for old tiles to redo my bathroom and bring it back to it's 1939 original character.
i also want to have some sample images on hand to show the tile man just what it is i'm trying to go for.
these would be my fantasy washrooms.
it's nice to daydream.

the bathroom above is from his Cuban estate. he wrote down his daily weight on the wall. see the scale on the floor.

the photo below is the bathroom from his estate in Key West.
(top photo by dbarefoot- bottom on by arlol67)


yesterland project

walking around disneyland and looking for new and different things that i've never noticed before is a nice pass time to do when bored with the same old things.
and this is why i get a year pass-
it's cheaper than a year of therapy, plus it's nice to go out to dinner and go on a ride.

it's a diorama of the park back in the days of when they first started working on the magic kindom.
below- the fort where the atm machine is- in frontier land.
 i like looking at all the details that are hidden around corners that rarely one might notice.
this is in a new orleans alley.


another magical day

this is inside one of the old games at the penny arcade on main street usa.

this is where i've wanted to live since i was little. in that cave, next to the murky water with the ducks- over by tom sawyer's island.
goat and me.
i was waiting for james to finish his candy shopping and got tired.



after reading a biography about Dorthy Parker-
i wanted to go have a drink and dinner at the Algonqiun in New York. the menu is pretty much the same as it was back in the 30's and drinks are named after some of the famous writers.

the toilet project continues

some more toilets that caught my eye in new york.
i like the tile work in the above photo. 

sometimes i would excuse myself to go use the bathroom - just to take a picture.



i love this lady...Joan Vollmer was her name.
this was Edie Parker's impression of Joan -

'Joan's beauty was more than the sum of it's parts. she was soft and feminine, and wore silky clingy clothes and small bandannas tied close to her head. in her reserve, in her personal style, she reminded me of Garbo.

'you should always cook eggs slowly' was Joan's advice in the kitchen on 118th street. Joan did everything slowly,---she spoke, walked, dressed and read if savoring every moment.

the public toilet project

i've been taking random photos of public toilets and bathrooms on my travels... here are some in new york- can't remember which one is from where- but i used toilets at the library, washington square park and grand central station are where these are from. 


sutro baths

One of the best places to go and sit by yourself.

  copy and paste this tiny movie of people sliding into the pool...

This is the Sutro Baths in San Francisco.
I make it a point to go there every time I am in S.F.
There is a cave you can walk in when the tide is low - and black seaweed washes up onto the ruins.

It's a left behind bath house ghost town where hundreds of people went to show off their fancy wool bathing suits. There was an amusement park down the beach and a camera obscura up on the hill by the old Musee Mechanique and Cliff House.


swimming pools

There has been a lure to abandoned places and empty swimming pools for some time now. I see them as sad places left behind, where people used to have fun and laugh and pee in the water...And then these holes are left to get stale with black water and fall apart with roots coming up out of the ground and pushing the tiles aside -They are like smelly graves where the kids used to play and get raisined. 

[this is from a holiday travel watch safety site- and found it odd?]
'Many serious injuries and deaths are caused by swimming accidents.
Do not use a swimming pool unless you are satisfied it is safe. Follow these basic rules:'
-The bottom of the pool should be visible at all times.

-Cloudy water could be a hygiene hazard.

-Do not enter the pool during cleaning or when chemicals are being added.
to be cont.