Robert Lancup:
Oh, they've done it again...
Robert Lancup:
A moment of perplexity
Robert Lancup:
Split second daydream, on Borough High Street
Robert Lancup:
Red splash N°5
Robert Lancup:
Tell the girls that I'm back in town...
Robert Lancup:
Fading shadows can take care of themselves
Robert Lancup:
I wonder how long I've been here
Robert Lancup:
The demon is a liar
Robert Lancup:
A silent picture
Robert Lancup:
Little contradictions are OK
Robert Lancup:
Voici des silences comme des révolvers éteints
Robert Lancup:
Early morning, runners on the lose
Robert Lancup:
Guilty, your Honour
Robert Lancup:
Things are not always as they seem
Robert Lancup:
Phenomenology of the unthinkable
Robert Lancup:
Chromatic overdrive
Robert Lancup:
Fear
Robert Lancup:
And the unseen eyebeam crossed, for the roses Had the look of flowers that are looked at
Robert Lancup:
There must be some kind of way outta here
Robert Lancup:
Metropolis
Robert Lancup:
But tonight is just like any other night
Robert Lancup:
ecce homo
Robert Lancup:
I wish I was special
Robert Lancup:
D A R K
Robert Lancup:
Can she be late for her cinema show?
