the museum of mode

white fang

of wolf

Trans-Atlantyk

Perhaps...

"... I was born with this endless anxiety which always embraces me in front of reality, this impression of something pathetic lying in the heart of things, made of two intertwined elements: an attraction and an infinite ghastliness."

R.L Stevenson, Reminiscences

thin eyes

She

calls them when I am freezing to death
I am everything but myself
fear's soldiers are smashing the door
it is better to go
she's always had better ideas

T

Jewess

She used to work for Mossad some time before but now she's just keep wandering through the wilderness of formidable slavic forests..

Magda Czernicka
Lady Behemot's fears

minutes from Poznan to London are completed
on her schedule - she is horizontal and ready

to turn her hand to more or less anything
but you're still in love with old poems-potatoes
and don't remember her previous words about changes

so she counts her hair and writes odd poems about trees
see you when you're 40, lost and all alone
just with her body by your cold side

ferry rides on good days only

about

CAFÉHAZE.COM - the purpose of this experimental "virtual café" project was to deal with winter cold and boredom but the project proved to be helpful in summer heat and excitement as well. It is strictly non-profit activity and we do not want to achieve anything special here - simply enjoy the view/moment and "waste" some time asking fundamental life questions.


CAFÉ
The idea is kind of simple - a virtual art café where people meet without any pressure to talk through art (all sorts of multi-media). It is about telling/sharing stories and opinions. There is a tendency toward ambience rather than ambition and showing-off. It is hard to say for sure what it is about - it is like a poetic chat in the virtual bar/café where the story has continuity on a "subconscious" level.


HAZE
Images have some "magical" link - kind of like group of musicians trying to play together. Through associations, and other artistic alchemical processes they blend from one into another and get connected (imagination is helpful).
The "Haze" is the cloud/fog of virtual connections and some people believe these are real connections (but let's say it is possible to have such illusions).

The cafehaze story drifts in its own direction in the metaphorical haze of invisible connections between the "cafehazers"