Art Noir

I've always had an affinity for Film Noir, even before I know it was called that. Maybe it's my childhood memories of watching late night movies on our TV before the days of colour. Well before the days of video cassettes, and way before DVDs. And since, lets say, I tended to like to stay up late, and lets say certain parents were a bit lax in official bedtime schedules, the only way to see any movie that wasn't a recent film at the local theatre was to catch it on at night right before the TV station signed off. What was usually on was a '40's gangster film or an old horror movie. Back then my whole notion of the '40's was that everyone lived in black and white, and all clothing was grey. (Technicolor movies almost blinded my eyes. All that red!).
So in homage to those shadowy films with shady people, dangerous men and loose women, snappy dialogue, dark alleys, damp fedoras on rainy streets, and the requisite window blinds letting light bleed in from an alien, outside world, I created a little book of dark, collaged images. (with a wee dose of Gothic mash-up) Kind of my own rainy day project. I still need a few more quotes in it, preferably written in acid: