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 .


Queen of the Leica

Ilse bing

the invisible has to be pictured
the unspeakable has to be said
the unthinkable has to be dreamed
the intangible has to be held tight
but do not touch it with your finger

maker of the picture


Holiday for Trout

This year for the thanksgiving/turkey 
day holiday today...
We will be having Trout.

Have a lovely Fish Holiday!

Rosemary Trout Dijon 

by the Campfire

 ingredients needed:

  • Fresh caught Lake Trout
  • Dijon Mustard
  • Olive Oil
  • Rosemary
Cooking instructions:
In a cup or bowl, make a sauce of about 50% dijon mustard and 50% olive oil. Mix well, then slather liberally over all sides of your trout fillets. Sprinkle lot's of fresh rosemary over the trout (all sides) and then wrap trout into foil packets.

Place directly on hot coals of the fire for about 10 minutes per side, depending on how much trout is in each packet. Open up and dig in!
If you have some onion, slice it up and throw it in as well. No dijon? Almost any decent mustard will do. Don't use the plain old bright yellow mustard though. Only the good stuff.


then till now - the box

was in love with this then..
still now..

and it still plays in my car...
- monsters exist -

she had an horror of rooms
she was tired you can't hide beat
when i looked in her eyes
they were blue but nobody home

she could've been a killer
if she didn't walk the way she do
and she do
she opened strange doors
that we'd never close again

adding machines, an old studio

I found a little table that looks almost just like this
at the flea market a month back...
right now it is in the hall and
my typewriter is the perfect size
for sitting on it.

and this man in the above photo is using it for
his adding machine.

it is raining today. 
my fingers are cold.
i don't think i will type today.

also -
There is a space in a building that was built in 1926 that looks like old Havana that i can't stop thinking about. I am still awaiting a phone call from the manager to let me know when the former office furniture are planning on vacating. 


november day in the life of

yesterday i went to take my old jalopy
to the fix it shop...perhaps no wheels for a while.

then went over and got a street taco
at the san pedro farmers market
and picked up my art from the
skate shop.
they said two of them had fallen on the floor
and the glass broke.

and then over to storage- 
i came across some more of my vintage
bird masks and props in some random boxes

scenes form Judex kept coming into my mind

-a scene is from a wonderful movie

then today when i was checking messages and such...
i came across this picture of one of my old cloth bird masks
on a friend.





i woke up in my home today
and i like my little place

your home reflects who you are
so they say

and my house is a mess
it's my fault though

moving back and forth
and everywhere else
i'm a mess
or so i say

they told me this might become a problem
thinking that the grass was greener
on the other side

that oz isn't over there

and i always knew that somehow

this is a film called 


a young girl's private world becomes
far more real than everyone else's
day to day life...

astoundingly neglected, this exercise in
the horror genre is as disturbing as any
film with a flashier budget and special effects.

Bay fog

suitcase packed
cleaned car
tank full
ready for drive
 a road trip
points up north
city by the bay
and listen to this on the way...

to be continued...



a little movie james and i made on top of 
30 rock...

for me...

happy birthday to me!