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 .


.. Muted days and lingering sounds .. October .

The magical mohair scarlet sofa .. 
that was once the focal point 
and center of attention at the Musée16 .. 
is now going to be living in the center 
of my living room .

It was found in an old antique shop 
up in Portland down by the river .
Sat marvelously in the center of 
the Musée in an old Pharmacy ..
Moved down to the historic 
Santora Building and then over the
Fish Factory in downtown 
Los Angeles .
I love this tattered gem of a place
to linger and lounge ,
it's unknown history and all of the
artists that have sat on it .
And ..
I have spent the last few months organizing
and re~organizing my closet here and there
in my spare time .. pulling out of the bottom of bins with care ..
pieces of clothing that inspire fall and far way places
from another time . This photo has been my muse .
Tangos in dark cobblestone alleys ,
shadows in the distance ,
layers upon layers ..
October and November .

Sounds of the days becoming shorter ..
The words languish and linger .

the exquisite soundtrack 
in the background of my mind most of the time ..