Another wander through Gary’s junk drawer of a brain. Was thinking about Luis Bunel, Man Ray, and the surrealists. How they were out there, challenging convention, using whatever was at hand to create art that provoked. In Cocteau’s “Orphee”, The hero, a renowned poet (which would be an oxymoron in 2026) has been suffering some creative ennui, and finds himself drawn to listen to strange verses coming through the radio. It was haunting, and always stayed in the memory bank. So Gary wrote a small dada-inspired poem about the dreams of a muse. Got some help to translate it to French, because it needed to be in French. Just needed to be. Sometimes the sound of a language is its own music. Midjourney helped create this pastiche of the time. Udio helped get the soundtrack over the line, with some help from Garageband.
