I have a friend. He would go in the deep end of Russia - when it was not crowded with new millionnaires and Dior shops -, driving a motor-bike, meeting dangerous guys, drinking vodka until the end ...
"L'essentiel est sans cesse menacé par l'insignifiant" René Char • Pensées décousues, et pourtant tellement limpides... Berlin. Une ville sans traces et sans mémoire. On Friday. Thursday was a day ...
Sometimes your best is far from perfect. Who cares ? I'm doing my best. Back to Poets & Poetry. • Saturday afternoon : Sleeping, and sleeping. After so many white nights, a black day. Too many ...
Tom, again... • • You can never hold back spring You can be sure that I will never Stop believing The blushing rose will climb Spring ahead or fall behind Winter dreams the same dream Every time ...
Tom is always right... • • I'd sell your heart to the junkman, baby For a buck, for a buck If you're looking for someone to pull you out of that ditch You're out of luck, you're out of luck Ship ...
I have a friend who knows and find the right words immediately. As I was explaining my recent silence, he replied : "Dirty week..." Accurate. So accurate. • On the 9th of february, I was writing ...
Unexpected is a fantastic word. What was not supposed to happen. I love this word almost as much as my favorite one : Unfinished. This image is rock'n roll to me; Pure rock'n roll. Where and when ...
If some days can be surrealistic - beyond reality - then comes the question : what is reality ? What you may call "real life" maybe ? meaning, this weird, vaguely hostile thing that people call ...
I changed my phone. You know, we have all these snapshots on a telephone, and I don't know for you but I don't look at these images so often. Well, there were all there. All my girlfriends. For ...
29 janvier 2010. Un homme dépossédé de lui même. Au service de la Musique. Un transmetteur, un alchimiste, un élu. Arrière-scène. (Choisie, et non subie). Au milieu, juste en face. Je ne pouvais ...
I love that woman. Who she is, what she thinks, who she sees, where she dreams, how she deals with reality. Tonight was a photo session. Real work. Usually when it's over I collapse. Not this ...
Soon, I'll try and grab my favorites pics in 2009. Long and pleasant task... ;-) Meanwhile : Happy New Year ! • (and why then this music always reminds me first of Kubrick & Dr Strangelove ?!?)
Sometimes spending 22 hours in a train can be enjoyable. Watching whites pages. So... Enjoy ! Music from the new album "Either Way I Think You Know" by Minor Majority •
(II) because the first one made me think of these words "all this useless beauty" (Ahhh! you know, this feeling, when a title has just reached that exact point of poetry and accuracy you may dream ...
Anything useless is highly enjoyable to me. I remember this book by Hugo Pratt : "Le désir d'être inutile" ("the desire of being useless"), and as a matter of fact, I could not say that the sailor ...
Neuf. Sang neuf. Ce sont les premiers mots qui me viennent à l'esprit. Cette lumière qui irradie, depuis l'intérieur. Le chiffre 9, aussi, un enroulement, un renversement, ou une spirale. Au ...
Parfois je me demande si nous voyons tous la même chose... ;-) J'ai assisté à la première des Ballets Russes, je veux, je dois vous en parler. Parce que… quand je lis ou entends ces critiques ...
Lofoten. Islands, Norway. Anchored above the arctic cercle. Aurora borealis. I want to go to the Lofoten. Don't know when, but I will go there. Soon. In the next 2 or 3 years. Looking for lights. ...
Au commencement, il y a une anecdote, de peu d'intérêt : une déchirure musculaire. Je me suis donc retrouvée à apprivoiser la douleur, à vivre avec, et au ralenti. Slow motion, very slow indeed. ...
I was waiting for this parcel. A book. Damaged, as I like them. A book dated 1960, first edition. A book of photographs by Irving Penn, huge photographer who passed away on the 7th of October 2009 ...
Scary Monsters Super Creeps. Ashes to Ashes. Petroushka. Joker. Dark Clown on a chicken farm (Tom Waits). So many images. I love that image. Yesterday, making of. • •
Sometimes you look at somebody and you can feel the person's crack-ups. Inside. Under your own skin. You just look at this human being and you think : life has not been treating him/her well.It ...
Les soirées dites de "Danse Contemporaine", avec oeuvres multiples, me comblent rarement. Ce fut pourtant le cas avec cette soirée de rêve, parfaite de bout en bout, présentée à l'Opéra de Paris. ...
Let me tell you a secret : I hate blogs. ... ?!? We've been through this already ! ;-) OK. So, the whole story. Snapshots, again. (Yop, the best is yet to come...) Things like this... : • & more ...
Let me tell you a secret : I hate blogs. It seems to me that, for some reason, if you're writing a blog you could have the dignity to not follow the supposed rules : NOT writing every day, NOT ...
So, I've done it. Put my alarme clock at 5 AM. (Nice feeling to be droven by light for one week, apart from sunrise & sunset anything suited me). Arrived there. Looked at these trees, standing ...
A tribute to my Friends. For once, I can shut up. Images speak. When I'm Frozen there are Friends. Please Forgive me if I Forgot someone... I went quickly through my i-Fone Found most of them. ...