A homemade zine, clearly xeroxed on Pitou's own time and dime, each volume of it sewn together with a piece of striking red thread in the spine. The title of this little 'master piece' is Doll Parts, made like a ransom note with the capitalized letters cut from other publications.

This theme of pieces and parts is prevalent. As if it is some kind of preoccupation to this chimera.

All of the photos inside are Pitou's, their own dolls, their own doll parts, painted and posed and cut up. The prose inside is theirs too, and it is of a similar style. Jagged and warped, violent, hungry. Sometimes bordering on incomprehensible.

(A dream) rest low tar spell fatigue vermin crawling in livid gnaws
fasting on tic and a flea in vain again agro flight not taking fasting
on deception in the making turns two against three penny save a
penny worth crystal marble powder shot glass overflow dreams amaze me
time escapes me mirror shades what should be flight not taking rest
a bodies burning compose ears of rock guilty grey formaldehyde cripples
hound a wheelchair guilty grey a wheelchair hounds you asshole dead palsey
blue stupid thaw cuts the jaw hell piss fuck head rest pure acid hell
filthy word mutation laughing hound hereafter stupid clown you asshole

One thing is clear though: they hurt you because they love you. They hurt you, because they love you.

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WARNING FOR CREEPY DOLLS

INSPO: Quay Brothers, Jan Švankmajer, Tool, Skinny Puppy, etc.........

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