«La vie est une cerise - La mort est un noyau - L’amour un cerisier.» Jacques Prévert.
(“Life is a cherry - Death is a pit - Love a cherry tree.”)
«L’amour libre, la seule chose gaie et bonne au monde.» Guy de Maupassant.
(“Free love, the only cheerful and good thing of the world.”)
Paris, Clok’s serie (tentative d’épuisement) of Belleville, rue des Envierges, April 2013 (very early).
Groups terrify me, I feel stifled simply by thinking I would have to conform to a tribe rules, and, although faithful to my own commitments, I’m an ever-changing mind — I can’t hardly imagine why I should write down something in my flesh in a permanent way.
Suresnes, tatoo, during a concert, in motion, 2013.
“The dripping… well, if it happens, it happens; it does not take anything from the work. The dripping just proves that you were not trying to control the work, but the work was developing by itself and if it drips, it’s a natural part in the evolution of the work.” Keith Haring.
For the Parisians : Keith Haring exhibit at the Musée d’art moderne and at the 104.
Paris, Musée d’art moderne, mai 2013 (Fernando asked me 10 random facts about myself : I was 20 years old in the early 80s is my fourth one — street artists, punks, zero tolerance towards racism, gays rights demands, AIDS fear, are some stuff among others stuck in my mind).
«Halte à l’enfumage!»
Literally, “No more smoking-out”, but it means “No more trickery”.
Paris, les Champs-Élysées, mai 2013 (Fernando asked me 10 random facts about myself : as a journalist, I worked for the newspaper “Causette” is my third one — a french feminist newspaper held by two men, you can see its front page in the background here. Now their photographer is pretty good!).
«Attention aux préjugés!»
«Libérez les sardines mangeuses de connards!»
“Beware of the prejudices!”
“Free the sardines, jerks eaters!”
Paris, rue Orfila, mai 2013 (Fernando asked me 10 random facts about myself : I do love nonsense humor is my second one — I just can’t resist to a flash of humor… and the everyday life prejudices get on my nerves!).
“I’m lost but I’m not stranded yet.Entre les dérapages, Entre les lignes d’orages, Entre temps entre nous Et entre chien et loup. Au maximum du voltage, A peine est passé le message Au fil du rasoir.”
Paris, les Champs-Élysées, mai 2013 (Fernando asked me 10 random facts about myself : I’m lost but I’m not stranded yet is my first one — now, almost each of my images is a fact about myself, amigo! :p).
«Alors, j’ai allumé la lumière…»
“Then, I switched on the light…”
Paris, Clok’s serie (tentative d’épuisement) of Belleville, Fred le Chevalier, rue de Belleville, May 2013.
Hello, buddies! A couple of days of absence, but everything’s fine! :)
Am I the only one?
Since a few days (few weeks, maybe?), my Tumblr account cancels spontaneously my subscription to some feed. It unfollows while I didn’t make anything nor asked for anything.
That’s really weird — and unpleasant, especially as I don’t notice it right after.
It already happened twice as far as I know. What about you, guys?
Love affair in shade.
“Mariés à la mairie du 13e arrondissement.”
When Paris had only 12 districts, before 1860, people said about illegitimate couples, living together, that “they were married to the city hall of the 13th district”. Now, Paris counts 20 districts.
Paris, porte d’Orléans, April 2013.