The 12... A new place..a new home...a new start... Feeling good vibes from there...
7/31/2009
7/30/2009
30/07/2009
To catch fireflies... Virtual fireflies that only exist from the lens of the camera... I might close my eyes... Close my eyes..and see fireflies reflecting in your eyes...
7/29/2009
29/07/2009
To be a child...
I was a child...I am an adult working with children... When I was a child, there was less oportunity to have access to culture, arts, travels than now... Does it mean that children are happier than I was ? No, not necessary. If they can't get a lot of love in their childish life, so all those progress are like a tree hiding the forest...no more. I still trust that love is the foundation of life. If you don't have love in your life, what you will build will not be a strong castle, just a cards castle.
7/28/2009
28/07/2009
Paris...
Paris upside down... Paris up and down... It was a nice and sunny day... The perfect day to enjoy a coffee at the bistrot in the old paris... For me, it was just 5 hours in a car, 5 hours in meetings... Coffee next time...I hope...
7/27/2009
27/07/2009
This evening, I tried to catch a little piece of blue in my life. Just a little piece of blue...and I realizes how much it can be difficult to get even a tiny piece of blue...not even a big...a tiny...but priceless piece of blue...
7/26/2009
26/07/2009
Today, I learned how to prepare a beef tongue with spicy sauce from a recipe from my mother who learned it from her mother who learned it from her mother... I watched religiously my father gestures conducted by my mother advices. In a world where you can eat a big mac everywhere all around the world, and because time is running so fast, it was important for me to get and learn it to be able maybe one day at my turn to give it to the next generation. It is the kind of thing you can't find in a book. You have to be here, to feel things. It is above the cooking. It is about to know where I coming from to be stronger on the way where I want to go in life. You can learn a lot at the university, but also so much in a small kitchen...
7/25/2009
25/07/2009
Pablo Picasso : Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the
mirror, or the painter?
Me : Certainly not me who was a bad painter and who is trying to take a pic of myself looking at the mirror ha ha ha.
7/24/2009
24/07/2009
Walking by the riverside...
Finding back peace... Feeling like wanting catching fireflies...and to make you laugh me being goofy...
7/23/2009
23/07/2009
I feel so exhausted .. it's as if my body longer one with the bed...
Just want take rest...just want let things in peace...to make life more quiet, no terminate it...and come back rested and able to give the best of myself...
7/22/2009
22/07/2009
My pic of the day is not a pic from today... It is a pic...I took a day, somewhere, in a special situation...and as true and real is this garden, this bench...the day I took this pic, my happiness was true and real... It was a day...this kind of day you can touch your happiness as you can touch a bench...a day you understand that dreams can become true...a day you would hope your whole life could be as happy as was this day...
7/21/2009
21/07/2009
I just found back a cook book. This book was my grand mother's book. It stills inside many recipes just hand written on papers.
I love to eat, I love to cook and this love takes its roots in the love of women who spent hours to give love cooking...
7/20/2009
20/07/2009
Almost 17 years that I didn't smoke a cig by this window...with this garden outside...
Strange feeling...but over all feeling like finding back peace...
7/19/2009
7/18/2009
18/07/2009
Saturday night...
Having a glass of wine... The smoke from my cig is flying slowly above me in the room...
Saturday night... Chet baker sings... Embrace me My sweet embraceable you Embrace me My irreplaceable you Just to look at you My heart grows tipsy in me You and you alone... Saturday night... My heart stills beating slowly...
Between longing...sweetness...smiles...smoke from my cig...red from the wine...memory about a candle shining in eyes...
Not a happy saturday night...not a sad saturday night...
Chet baker sings...
7/17/2009
17/07/2009
In the neighborhood...
It is amazing how some people can transform their home as a kind of jail... Is this person who is locked inside ? or me who is locked outside ?...;)
7/16/2009
7/15/2009
16/07/2009
I know...this pic is a little bit red...;)
I still experimenting... An other pic...an other day... To shoot from my countryside the lights from a far away city...to try to catch its soul...
7/14/2009
14/07/2009
Somewhere in a street...
Today is Bastille day in France... This day gave birth about the idea of a most right world... More than 200 years after, my country that was one of the most fair country in the world is becoming a ghost of freedom... My dear citizens were able to vote for a guy who is shitting every single day on our values and it seems ok for most of them. Our so beautiful values are now more and more in books and less and less in life. This country was a big and beautiful country...this country just get lost its soul...
13/07/2009
An other night...
An other walk... An other star spangled sky... I still listening stars...as I still reminding a heart beating...
7/12/2009
12/07/2009
An other night...an other walk...
Feeling like when you lose your home key and moving all around you to find them back... Feeling like when you try to find back the origin of a smell you can feel in the air... Feeling like when you know something is missing... To walk all the night...trying to catch up your life...
To walk like to not let things like frozen...dead... To walk, to look at stars and think that love is stronger than all...
7/11/2009
11/07/2009
Come on ! come on ! take my hand and let's have a night's walk in those little streets...
Come on !
Let's go !! take my hand and follow me in the night. Come with me to write at each corner street the story of life, the story of love, the story that was started in stars...
Come on !! the air is very sweet and warm tonight. We could almost walk fully naked under the moon.
Come on !! take my hand !!
Let's walk and maybe if we find at the crossroad a nice and comfortable square of grass, so maybe we could just to lay right down there on our back and just spend the night watching stars...
my hand taking yours...your hand taking mine...
7/10/2009
10/07/2009
An old wood toy...a little duck...
I played with it when I was a little boy, as many generations of children before me... It is one of the only one thing I kept from my childhood... I kept it because life is a written book we don't know the end...
7/09/2009
09/07/2009
♫...Somewhere over the rainbow...
...skies are blue♫♪...
...and the dreams...that you dare to dream...♫
...really do come true..♫ ♪ ♫
7/08/2009
08/07/2009
A little bit of visual poetry...from windows at work (no photoshop as ever...)...from a crazy busy day...
Wednesday was wednesday...this day is done... Tomorrow will be thursday and this day could be sweet as honey...
7/07/2009
7/06/2009
06/07/2009
Sometimes, when you open your schedule, you wish not the moment will be already there. Tomorrow will be the moment to come back with an other part of my reality and to deal with it. This one months and half in "parenthesis" in my life was sometime hard, sometime happy, always full of lessons. I will come back tomorrow, but now with a deadline in mind. Because life is short...
7/05/2009
05/07/2009
A little bit tired today...so I will finish the week very simply...;)
Tomorrow will be an other day...
7/04/2009
04/07/2009
I made of snapshot of those plastic tubes on a yard today...just plastic tubes...but they made me think how roots of our pleasures are tubular in our anatomy.
Vagina...cock...esophagus...so many tubular things... Maybe I feel horny righ now...maybe ha ha ha... Beside that, I can't stop to think how to be from one of the most rich country of the world is ridiculous. We are crying the death of a pop singer ...and during this time 80% of people of this world are just trying to survive, just trying to live from true and deep emotions, just trying to FEED truly their days. I am living in a country where I can get water directly from the tap...and my life is SO confortable that i have even time to think about sexual meaning of tubes... CRAZY WORLD...RIDICULOUS WORLD...
7/03/2009
7/02/2009
02/07/2009
Somewhere in the kitchen...
Sometimes, life seems to be as complicated as to try to prepare a sweet meal with red hot pepper...but we always finaly find the way to feed it...
7/01/2009
01/07/2009
Claude Monet, Jean-François Millet, Eugène Boudin, Gustave Courbet, Jean-Baptiste Corot, Georges Braques, Fernand Léger, Jean Dubuffet, Raoul Dufy, Jean Hélion, Marcel Duchamp, Edouard Manet and so many others...
You know most of those painters who are from most famous painters from 19th and 20th century. The link between all those painters and me is the sky of Normandy. We say here that you can have several days in one day because the weather is always changing, because the sky is always making new drawing... Not so easy to live there..but so true... Those who want to live the experience...you are welcome...
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