Gilles Caron (July 8, 1939 – April 5, 1970) was a French photographer and photojournalist.
Gilles Caron was born in Neuilly-sur-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine, France, of a Scottish mother and a French father, Edouard Caron, an insurance company manager. After the divorce of his parents in 1946, Caron spent 7 years in a boarding school in Argentières, Haute-Savoie. A keen horserider, Gilles Caron briefly embraced a career in horse racing, before moving to Paris where he attended the lycée Jeanson de Sailly. He then moved on to study journalism at the Ecole des Hautes Etudes Internationales, still in Paris.
He served his National Service in Algeria from 1959 as a paratrooper in the 3rd Marine Infantry Parachute Regiment (3e RPIMa). After nearly 2 years fighting a war he opposed, Caron refused to fight after the Generals' putsch, an aborted coup d'état attempted by 4 former French generals in April 1961. As a result he spent 2 months in a military prison before finishing his military service in 1962.
you've got me sitting on your mantle
like a little glass figurine
why must you be so mean?
Don't you know I've got better things to do?
I'm like a mail order product
from a housekeeping magazine.
How utterly embarrassing,
well lady I'm not going to dance that dance.
Let the giraffes do it, let the sad clown cry.
Your porcelain kisses are not going to turn me shy.
No, I'm not your little boy, your rosy-cheeked joy,
though the thought of you makes me sanguine
I'll do anything you want but I won't be your glass figurine
Let the giraffes do it, let the sad clown cry.
Your porcelain kisses are not going to turn me shy.
No, I'm not your little boy, your rosy-cheeked joy,
though the thought of you makes me sanguine.
I'll do anything you want but I won't be your glass figurine
I'm like a mail-order product from a housekeeping magazine