My Little Princess Page #4

Your legs, a bit more.

Move your hand.

Move it.

Keep them spread. It's nice.

You're too inhibited.

But there's no hair.

People will know I'm young.

But that's what's so splendid.

It's striking.

Like a poisonous flower.

That's the beauty.

Show me.

Show me. I didn't know

you were so inhibited.

Just a bit more.

You'll see later, it's wonderful.

Wait, one minute.

Hurry up. We'll be late.

I'm done. I'm done.

It's ready. It's ready.

Help me, Violetta.

I won't invite you since you hate

those kinds of places anyway.

- See you later.

- See you.

Goodbye.

I saw Ernst's last painting.

It's a beauty.

Silence, please.

Listen up, everyone.

I'm sure you're wondering

who Hanna Giurgiu is.

And, well, so am I.

She's obviously from another planet.

She has her own world

and brings us back a few images

that she's entrusted to me.

Thank you sincerely.

Violetta, too.

The little princess

of this unique universe.

And thank you, Hanna,

who took the art world by storm.

Violetta.

What do you think

of your mother's pictures?

Go and ask her.

I'm interested in your opinion.

I'm just a model.

What do you think

about when you pose?

About what she says.

Well, what does she say?

To think about sad things and be...

very glamorous.

What does being

"very glamorous" mean?

It's beautiful.

It's dark.

It's inaccessible.

It's distant.

You're questions are dumb, Jean.

Give it a rest!

I like the contrast

of the immature body

and the perverse gaze.

Very "Bellmer".

Hanna.

People are calling you

the high priestess of eroticism.

Yes, but...

it's not just any eroticism,

a literary eroticism.

Apparently, you live in a sanctuary.

I work in my room at night.

Your universe is dark,

your creatures are exuberant.

Where does it come from?

From the tales and stories

of my childhood.

Where did you grow up?

In Romania.

If you would allow me,

I'll write you an erotic text.

Please do.

Have you seen Ernst?

I'll find him.

Ten thousand.

A million total.

No. Ten thousand francs.

We'll repay Ernie.

Because we aren't beggars.

Here, Grandma.

1,000 francs.

Thank you.

- We agreed to meet?

- No.

But you should see my latest work,

since you didn't visit the gallery.

Here it is. At least I have class.

I go and see people.

- Don't you care how I am?

- Yes. How are you, dear Ernst?

Fine.

See. I turn worthless

girls into goddesses.

That's Nadia.

From the dance school.

You've met.

Did you see her sex?

It looks like a spider.

Do you like it?

Wait. Wipe before touching.

I like the one with

the spider-like sex.

She has the perfect sex, dreamlike,

magic and surreal.

Yes, it's marvelous.

Do you like any of them?

The nude one of Violetta

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