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4/30/2009

30/04/2009

I am in my move, so a little bit too much busy to have mind for my daily post...;)

4/29/2009

29/04/2009

My life...My desk...My life ?...My desk ?... 
My life...My desk...My life ?...My desk ?... 
My life...My desk...My life ?...My desk ?... 
My life...My desk...My life ?...My desk ?... 
My life...My desk...My life ?...My desk ?...

4/28/2009

28/04/2009

The eyes are the window of the soul...
This window...the window of my house is showing blue...like a reflect of my soul...
I will live this house in few days...this house that will keep in its stones and walls memories of precious and sweet  moments I spent here...of very sad moments too...of moments that were very important for me...

4/27/2009

27/04/2009

Sometimes, I dream I could be a cat...

4/26/2009

26/04/2009

I took this pic very early this morning...
Love make me feel stronger...
Sometimes I just feel weaknesses when love is too far... Am I a weak guy feeling that way? I don't think. Love is the air we breathe...

4/25/2009

25/04/2009

This is not a land art piece...or how people from the countryside can create artwork without intentions.
The fact is that there is many true artworks made with intention to create an artwork that are not better than those things...;)

4/24/2009

24/04/2009

A colored spring day.
Sun doesn't heal all hurts but it helps to forget them...

4/23/2009

23/04/2009

It is done !!! finish !!! behind me now !!!
I was dealing with a bullshit about work since 5 months now.
It is judged. I didn't win, didn't lose, just find back a little bit of my freedom and more peace in me.
All will not be completely perfect now, but at least I can start to deal with the future now...;))
It was not easy for me during this period, and I know I was hurting and not so kind with a lot of
people around me.I wish they could forgive me and look peacefully at tomorrow with me.

4/22/2009

22/04/2009

“People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child -- our own two eyes. All is a miracle.”
Thich Nhat Hanh
...Yes, I still breathing, I still walking...still able to get a second chance...

4/21/2009

21/04/2009

As someone who knows me deeply told me this evening...I am a very stubborn guy. Hmmm, ok, I agree...I am from Normandy and people from Normandy have the reputation to be very stubborn. If we were not, how would we able to invide England and to put one of us as the king?...;)
About love, about ideas, about complexity...a guy from Normandy never let things go... Now, you know. You can kick my ass, it will not change anything.

4/20/2009

20/04/2009

A man. A 35 years old man. A man with his dreams, with his feelings, with his hopes. It could be anybody else. 
This man, it's me. 
My life is a normal life with its up and down, its joys and pains. I am at a big crossroad of my life. In few days, I can lose all; my flat, my car, even maybe this computer I use to write right now. I am not afraid about that. All those things are just material things, things I bought during my life, things I can buy again tomorrow. 
The only thing I don't want to lose ever is a very special gift stars gave me. A gift that changed my life, my way to look at life for ever. A gift money can't buy back. A unique gift you can't replace by an other. I will always do all I can to not lose this precious gift. Maybe her eyes will read those words...maybe not...I take you, I take stars as witnesses : 
Until my heart will stop to beat...I will fight as a white knight to keep this love alive.

4/19/2009

19/04/2009

This is "P'tit Claude". 
Some persons could say about him he is the "simple mind" of the village where I live. For me it is just P'tit Claude. I remember seeing him as far my memory can go back...when I was again just a little boy... Always the same, with the same face, the same coat, the same accordion, playing the same simple and strange music...
You can cross him one thousand times in your day, he will say you hello one thousand times...and will tell you things that nobody can understand at all (even if I often saw people having kind of conversation with him...)
I would be able to write a novel about him...but today, I will be shorter...;)
In our world where everybody must be thin, wealthy, intelligent, perfect...I just feel happy to live in a country where we let again people like him just live their life peacefully...far away from our crazy race to become the best...

4/18/2009

18/04/2009

Saturday night...between jazz, wine and candles... A window on sweetness...just for few hours to light on again the magic...

4/17/2009

17/04/2009

I wish I will not have to forget this day...and will wake up sweetly under a spring sun...

4/16/2009

16/04/2009

Right now, I am not able to post one thing every day...
I still taking a pic every day...and will post them as soon it will be ok...
This day was a day I want to delete from my memory...
Séb..from the black hole...

15/04/2009

It was a rainy day…One of those days that make my heart feeling rainy...

Fell like tears fill up oceans making them bigger…

I remember some suny days in my life...

4/14/2009

14/04/2009

Because I am not a robot but a human being full of sensitivity and emotions, I wish I could to find back sometimes the sweetness of a cocoon, just to feel in peace between fights of life.

4/13/2009

13/04/2009

Lain down on the grass, the head in the sky, thinking that now I have enough dreams for a full man's life.
Time is coming to work hard to make them become true.

4/12/2009

12/04/2009

There is a bridge...
Nobody already saw this bridge... You can't find the mark of this bridge on any map... This bridge was there before we came in this world... Its building was decided by stars... This invisible bridge is the biggest, strongest bridge that was never built... Invisible because this bridge can be seen only with heart... Of course, sometimes this bridge have to fight against big storms, to resist to huge waves that want to drown it... But nothing, nobody will never be able to destroy it... This bridge is made of love, the deepest, the strongest, the purest love...

4/11/2009

11/04/2009

Behind every great man there's a great woman.
I can often hear that a man must be strong, be confident, to trust, to walk in life like a hard rock...like a normal and natural way to be for a man. 
Look at men who are like that in our world. They very often feel this way because they have close to them a woman who loves them, who trust them, who makes them strong and confident. 
The power of a man comes very often from love he can feel from the woman he is in love with... A man who feels loved can become the best as a man missing love can become a dictator... You don't born strong, you become strong from desire to be great in your lover's eyes. Many men are not so strong until they will feel loved. I don't know if I am one of those men...I just know that good things I made in my life were from feeling loved.

4/10/2009

10/04/2009

"Project for Antigone" (detail) © Guillaume Landemaine - 1991 (from my private art collection)
Antigone. In this tragedy written before 442 BC, Sophocles illustrates the eternal conflict between love and power. The outcome of this story is the suicide of heroes. There was 2451 years before now, but even today, conflict between mind and heart stills continue to destroy or kill people when mind is the winner. In our world where for so many of us love is the only precious thing in our life, I express the wish for all of you to be loved and to give love, even if all is not perfect, even if tomorrow is question mark. Nobody can tell that things will work well, but to try and trust is a first victory in the fight against the sadness of this world.

4/09/2009

09/04/2009

Tonight, I was remembering a very special moment in my life... It was during the summer 2007. I was on holidays, enjoying sun, quitting smoking. All was not so bad. And one day, I had a very bad hemorrhage. I started to be very sick, lost more than 10 kilos in less than 3 weeks...and during months, doctors were unable to find what happened... I saw in their glances that they were worried, without answers, not able to tell me if there was hope. During more than 2 months, I lived with the idea shared by my doctors that it could be a kind of rare cancer. For the first time of my life, I was in front of the concrete reality of my potential death. It is a strange feeling when you start to think that maybe you will not have time to make your dreams become true, when you think that you will not have time to take in your arms persons who are close to your heart. To have to deal with the idea about the death is a good lesson about life. Now, this story is just something from the past and I am in good health now. Since that, i just know that all can be over tomorrow, that life is now, that you must not wait to live. Right now, i am in a strange and not so easy moment in my life, but I am in good health, with a body and mind able to carry me where I want, so even in bad days, I know now that I am lucky, that I can and must enjoy life.

4/08/2009

08/04/2009

Life can be sweet or hard, but you always learn from life...
From life, I learned that some people can tell you they love you, some other can show you how much they love you... Day after day, I am trying to learn and heal from those first ones and to share and enjoy from those second ones... There is the same difference between those two ways to love than between the fake light from a lamp and the true warm light from the sun. I am not asking to anyone to tell me he love me, I am just asking the truth...the sweet and warm truth or the hurting and cold truth...but first at all the naked truth...

4/07/2009

07/04/2009

Since several years, there is two blackbirds who live in the big fir near the window of my office. They are very funny, very noisy when they are flirtatious, not being afraid at all with humans who live so close from them. They are with other birds living in this fir often smiling moments in my day at work.
This morning, I found her dead under the fir...Him was gone... Death is sad...just maybe more sad when it happens in springtime, at the moment all is in rebirth...

4/06/2009

06/04/2009

A portrait of my friend Olivier deeply focused, reading something... In life, it is priceless when you know that you have friends like him you will find in good or bad days...

4/05/2009

05/04/2009

I picked up those stones, pieces of glass, shell last summer on the beach, at Granville. I think i picked up them instinctively to keep a material remembrance of this place, a moment, a feeling...
Several months after, I just realized that I don't need to keep them with me in a box, that what I keep of this moment in my life is printed in my mind and heart. I keep the story linked with those things inside me. Today, I went to put them near the river...

4/04/2009

04/04/2009

Art is such a game that adults can use to deal with their adult life. 
Art can be a way to express very deep things, to deal with hurts, fears, feelings, emotions. I think art can really save people. But even if art can be a serious thing about what we can express, we should never forget to play making art. Art is not a competition, not a business (even if it can be), not a way to be the best...art is for artist just a different way to deal with the necessity to live, just as when I drink too much coffee, I have the necessity to go to pee. Just a way, no more...
I just hate when an artist start to think that he is better than other people. The fact is that he is just using a different way to express himself...not a better way, just a different way...

4/03/2009

03/04/2009

-Why?
- Why not? 
- Why is it why not? - Because it is... 
- What is it ? 
- It is in my heart, in my soul...it is...more than words could express...  
I will let Neruda express it, even if I think it is also too much for him to tell, even for a great man like him...
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I could write the very saddest verses tonight  
Writing, for example "The night is sprinkled  
With stars sparkling blue, far away." 

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings. 

I could write the very saddest verses tonight   I loved her and at times she also loved me. 

On nights like this I had her in  my arms.   I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky. 

She loved me, at times I also loved her.   How could I not love her big staring eyes? 

I could write the very saddest verses tonight.   To think I don't have her. To feel that I have lost her. 

To hear the immense night, even more immense without her.   And the verses fall on the soul like dew on the pasture. 

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her?   The night is full of stars and she's not with me. 

That's all. Far off someone is singing. Far off   My love is not used to having lost her. 

How my glance looks for her to get close to her.   My heart looks for her and she's not with me. 

The same night that turns the same trees white.   We aren't now the same way we were then. 

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how much I loved her.   My voice searched on the wind to touch her ear. 

Someone else's, she's someone else's. Like before I kissed her.   Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes. 

I no longer love her, that's certain, but perhaps I love her.   Love lasts so short and forgetting takes so long. 

But on nights like this I had her in my arms.   My heart is not used to having lost her. 

Although this may be the last pain that she causes me   And these may be the last verses that I write her.

Pablo Neruda - POEM TWENTY from Twenty Poems of Love and One of Desperation

  

4/02/2009

02/04/2009

In this disturbed world, living the failure of a not balanced system, we have the power, we should build an other future for our children, even, just a future...
In those bad days, we should find the way to become stronger inside us, because each of us can be, should be a tool of this change...We will not build an other world in fighting against a system but from our power to become individually better. Now, time is coming to become happy, not to kill our neighbor to be able to buy a big flat TV...

4/01/2009

01/04/2009

I took this pic today during workshops I made with very young children around 2 and their mothers...
I haven't got children, but since I make this job, I had to deal with thousands of them...A good training...;)