31/05/2009

This butterfly was not in my stomach...just on my screen...

This sunday night was not a magic night...just a sunday night... Days are like waves from the ocean...you never know how it will be the next...

30/05/2009

Today I opened a box...

In this box, there was paintings and drawnings on paper I made between 1992 and 2003. Those artwork escaped to destroying, the day I burned all my artwork. 6 years that they were enclosed, that I didn't open the box. It was strange for me to see those paintings, me who stopped to paint. Interesting to see in a lot of them something about the eye, this topic I still work in my actual work...

They are a memory...something from the past...something I don't want to look back so much. About art, about life, about love, I don't want to build memories where I will live about yesterday things. I am alive, I just want to make all stay alive, just my art, my life, my love being in the present, just do all to be fully alive every single day of my life and absolutly not to be hidden in my past... What is exciting about life is not what was done but much more what will be done...and there is so much again to do..so much...

29/05/2009

Waiting...

Because sometimes, you have to wait...nothing else to do than to wait patiently, quietly, peacefully...to wait with the hope it will not be long...to wait without to think about time...to wait and just thinking about how you will be happy when the waiting will be over... Life is teaching me to be patient, me, the impatient guy... I am not a good student but I try to figure out life out of time...

28/05/2009

I often cook, for me, for my friends...just not often able to make very tasty pics of what I make, not able to really give you the desire to taste it (It is a true job to shoot food..., isn't it).

This evening I made a cucumber gaspacho with mint. A very easy and tasty recipe to realize. A cucumber, a little bit of lemon juice, a yogurt, some fresh mint leaves, salt, pepper. After, just mix them up and you have a perfect summer meal...;)

So forgive my shitty pic and try it by yourself...

27/05/2009

It is windy there tonight...

I can hear the wind in trees...a wind coming from the ocean... I was wondering how it could be if Zao Wou-Ki has left his paint brush to take a camera ? I am not as talented than him, nor a good photographer...just a guy walking in life mind full of question trying to find answers...

This pic made me think about a sentence from the french writter Christan Bobin. I he is translated in english, just didn't find it. I will let it here in french, not will take the risk to destroy music from his words with my shitty english. « L’arbre est un livre ouvert. Le vent d’aujourd’hui en tourne distraitement les pages comme s’il pensait à autre chose. »

26/05/2009

The eyes are the window of the soul...

Maybe my eyes can't escape from this reality? I am sharing here things from my life, deep or not, a little thing, a moment from a 24 hours day. A subjective part of me, a chosen part. The huge part of my life, the most part of it, most precious still closed in my heart, where I keep curtains on because there is things that can be only shared between 2 hearts.

25/05/2009

A noiseless patient spider, 

I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated,  Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding,  It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament out of itself,  Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them.  And you O my soul where you stand,  Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,  Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to  connect them,  Till the bridge you will need be form'd, till the ductile anchor hold,  Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul. 

Walt Whitman

24/05/2009

A cut cat taking a nap this afternoon under the sun...

I wish I could be a cat... I wish I could take a nap... I wish we could be together warmed by the sun... I wish we could fall asleep sweetly in each other arms... I wish that no cloud could hide ray from our love...

23/05/2009

Today here, as in many places in France, supermarkets were blocked by angry

farmers. Those farmers are producing milk that food industry buys from them for 20 cents a liter(30% less than it was 1 year). This anger is ok. It is ok for those farmers to wake up early, to work hard and to make money from their work. It is not ok, for food industry, banks...to try to get much more benefits again from people's work. It is ok to earn a lot of money, just to earn hundred thousands of euros each months is ridiculous. Who really needs to earn so much? for what? Even rich people have only one mouth and only one asshole, so they don't need to have enough money to buy as much food than thousands of "normal" persons. Fruit from work must be shared. If they can't understand that, it will happen to them what happened to the last king here who was unable to understand that his people were dying from starving.

22/05/2009

Some people put flowers around their house to make it more pretty...

When it is a police station's place in the countryside...they use an old police car...as a butcher could use piece of meat to make his garden prettier...

Beauty is a personal thing...very...;)

21/05/2009

Thyme from my father's garden...

To rub those leaves between my hands and feel the smell, to imagine summer vegetables...some friends, the sun, a glass of wine, life...

19/05/2009

Cows from my Normandy...

Good cows make good milk that make good cheeses...;)

18/05/2009

A detail from one of my artwork, from the time I created fairies and angels...

It was before to meet an angel and realize that it is not only in tales and dreams...

"Rosa Nux" © Sébastien Goupillot - 2002

17/05/2009

You...oui toi...

Knowing we will have many laughs to share again... Knowing we will spend again nights, days together, losing track of time... Knowing the big bang my heart makes each time I see you... Knowing billions litters of water will never enough to stop our love... 

Knowing sweet taste of the breakfast with you... Knowing all I already know and keeping faith about all I will live with you tomorrow... I want to see sky like this one again... I want to love you until my eyes will stop to be able to see the sky... Thanks to be... You...oui toi...

16/05/2009

Leaving work...

It was my first day...

Hard, intense, crazy, but feeling good...feeling like things make sense...

It was a step...a first step...a first feather on wings I am building day after day...wings I will use to fly back to you...

15/05/2009

Kind of thing that happen when you have a father who is a stubborn man, deeply in love with my mother since 53 years, keeping his injuries for himself...

Dogs don't make cats...

At least I know where parts of myself come from...

14/05/2009

A detail from a room of the hotel-restaurant...I will work....!!!...;))

Hope all will be ok...

Start, this saturday evening...

A very good news for me, maybe the first little stone of the dream I am building...

I feel happy...even if I can't feel fully happy feeling a mysterious sadness in the air...

13/05/2009

Stairs to hell...a rainy day...

12/05/2009

My eye...this eye that make me see and share good and bad things from my life...

11/05/2009

No comment...

10/05/2009

Ne pas te voir plus que je ne te vois... Je me demande la dette qu'on me fait ainsi payer. Pourquoi? L'amour est triste, bien sûr, mais c'est difficile, au bout du compte, difficile...

08/05/2009

Today, I was awake by a bike race.

I can't tell I enjoy this kind of event...I just can understand the desire to win to get a kiss from the woman who will give the trophy...;)

09/05/2009

Tonight, I made a little video...a little video about a butterfly flying around a light...

This butterfly could be me dancing, this light could be you shining...

As Oscar Wilde said : "Always reach for the moon, because even if you miss you land among the stars"

07/05/2009

The silence...

All is so quiet...too much quiet...empty...

I hope I will wake up tomorrow in a new day and feel this silence will be finally broken...

06/05/2009

Tonight I wished I could feed my life with love more than wine...

You can't extinguish ...when it is burning...you can't... 

Even if I may burn my wings, I will still go on... 

I prefer to die one day burning than to try to froze what I feel...

05/05/2009

In the night, in the street...scanning a wifi connection because stars were too busy to allow me the soul's connection...

04/05/2009

A last pic from this house I am leaving today... A last pic from this bedroom...this bedroom that was the cocoon of a magic moment of my life... Wish I could live that again..whereever it could be on earth...

03/05/2009

Still preparing my move...packing...cleaning... A move to nowhere...a move with the deep hope to start again...

02/05/2009

Thinking about someone...

Thinking about someone I will never meet...not in this life...

Thinking about someone I wish I could share things in french, in english...

Wherever could be this person now, in the stars, in the air, I wish she could know that I will always take care about a person who is priceless for both of us...

01/05/2009

I am sure it will be long, difficult,exhausting...I know maybe it will not work...but because I am stubborn man with a much more stubborn heart again, I will do ALL I can to light on the magic again. I am not crazy, I am not blind, I am not lost...I just know that there is fate, stronger than walls built to hide the magic...