Prologue
Dedication to L:
............. You are the intoxicating beauty of the woman
................ Exhibited at the exquisite indecency
................... In his provocative freedom.
mythological tale
Orpheus was the most famous musician and poet of antiquity has ever seen and knew better than anyone charmed his audience with his lyre.
Eurydice fell madly in love with him. He shared this love and married her.
But she rejected the advances of a god country and was bitten in the leg by a poisonous snake. His death went inconsolable Orpheus.
He resolved to ask Hades to restore his beloved. Charming
the Ferryman by his music, then the dog Cerberus and the three judges of the dead, he presented himself before the god awful and softens by his art and his wife Persephone.
He persuaded him to return his beloved to light the condition not to return before getting out of hell.
And a few steps from the exit he transgressed the ban and turned around.
Eurydice was immediately removed him and had finally returned to the grave.
In modern times
It was an April day like no other.
A day that Jean Cocteau would perhaps not deprecated.
A Day in the colors of the cinematographic work of Orpheus.
The ingredients are there.
The day before, a descent into hell, exciting, overwhelming.
With a woman who was chained, soiled, searched, beaten, whipped, tied his arms outstretched, clothes in tatters.
And the day, a rise of the Kingdom of Hades to the light, passing the statue of Eurydice, undergoing its doom.
(we're in Paris Colbert gallery, a statue adorns the main Eurydice up the gallery, under a canopy of elegant nineteenth century)
At the foot of this statue, we devoured a couple kissing indecent discovered a breast, a skirt is lifted, intimacy is accessible, and accessed without remission, under the placid eye of big Negroes, and not under the eye of some brilliant passing visitors.
But we were not even in the light, probably still a bit in the ruler of the underworld, since only a few steps made under a sky that was meant forgiving, we are drawn into a new cave twilight - the site of the Rue Vivienne BnF - which again gives a film and photographic aesthetics beautifully sour.
A Paris black and white, stone and flesh, under the eye erotic, surreal and poetic Bettina Rheims and his exhibition "Rose is Paris, we had caught in his nets.
We are entering a twilight inhabited by witnesses, spectators standing or sitting on the floor, a beautiful and enigmatic film. I choose
place us opposite the entrance at the end of a long corridor where occasion.A penetrate plate is hand on her breast, another comes from behind between his buttocks and takes what she finds.
Some visitors who see us are troubled by far - attracted? - For this couple to pose ambiguous watching a movie where beautiful women are stripped, bound, coupled.
I smiled at the idea. My hugs are more explicit.
movie pictures 
Editor's note: Do not you think that heroin has the air of Miss Peel (the color of the hair less) We move to stop in the halls of the exhibition before a large photograph depicting three women, two wearing fetish outfits baring their breasts and their sex, the third in a dress innocent and spring. But the latter is attached by the other two by a tangle of ropes that takes her hips, her breasts and grips her neck and her mouth barrier.
This image moves us and we will make a stop, perhaps even more indecent than previously grazed by visitors, whose eye may turn.
Corridors exposure The day ends in a theater in front of women who bare before us and come to us and we brush against stroke, particularly revealing the bare chest and intimacy free from tissue our Eurydice.
But then defying the gods, we want to force the destiny and we leave the scene to enter immediately into a cinema and place ourselves again under the sign of the 7th art.
The film had a name in the form of promises "revelation".
We stand in back of the room and as Orpheus before the release hell, well before the end of the film - we n'attendîmes the end of advertisements for us to throw one over the other and we stripped almost completely - I devour the eyes - and my mouth - my Eurydice.
Intense erotic moment in the room (on the screen ... we never knew).
We realize after a while that are watched by the projectionist, probably a messenger of the gods came to spy on us?
But the enjoyment of the beautiful is so strong and moving that it seems to soften.
Epilogue
Thus, the fate and the gods we are lenient because we go a little stunned, a smug smile on our lips and struggling to separate, but mostly safe from this adventure of debauchery and tenderness mingled.
Back in the world of men, I tried to summarize this episode deafening intoxicating sensations by an image that I can now deliver you ...
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