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finally the dates are in ! i am putting my pictures up tomorrow at the 116 Bar at the Maison de Radio France, paris so you will be able to see them

between the fourth and the 31st of july (weekends closed)

the vernissage will be

on the 17th of july from 6 to 8:30

and here is the lovely poster designed by my good friend kale friesen who hasn't joined ipernity yet, but i'm working on it ! :)

puppets without strings

hope to see you there!

finalement j'ai les dates pour l'exposition ! j'accroche mes photos demain au 116 Bar à la Maison de Radio France, paris et vous pouvez les voir

du 4 jusqu'au 31 juillet, 2008 (fermé les weekends)

le vernissage serra

le 17 juillet de 18:00 à 20:30

et violà l'affiche de mon bon ami kale friesen qui n'est pas encore sur ipernity mais je vais le persuader... :)

j'espère de vous voir là-bas !

what is your favorite word? sometimes we have different favorites in different languages, but me i love the words "among" and "beyond" in any language. actually don't know them in many... in german it is "zwischen" (which also means between) and "jenseits". am actually quite partial to "jenseits"... in french it is "parmi" and "au-delà"...

which is closely connected to my favorite time of day, twilight. i love the word too. in german even more "zwielicht" but also "dämmerung"... pure poesie. it is that time that stands still, the magic hour, when things are born. change. shift. unnoticed. when rocks move without anyone seeing it clearly. the corner of your eye vision only.

to my chagrin i learned the other day that there is no french equivalent. is that true? can that be true?

i just received something wonderful in my mailbox, something i thought was lost. two years ago i conducted an interview with ray caesar, the artist, together with my friend matthieu... my friend couldn't find the sound file after this, what a mess, since i had planned to transcribe it ! now he was listening to music and suddenly there was ray caesar's voice talking... i couldn't be happier right now!

for my sister it's her birthday today
she doesnt really like to read english
but i write it better
she is always there for me
and we have had our many trials
but where would i be without her
where would i have been
if she had not held my hand through so many dark hours
held me through so many happy times too
she knows me like no other
knows my inner world
is not blinded by what i show in the light
cause she has sung to me in the dark

live your dreams
you know you can

and his infinite ways
to surprise me

leafing through the dusty pages of our beginnings
i more than ever
sensed your infinite sadness
searching through empty halls
running the paths among falling leaves
your face scratched
your hands empty
and your dark eyes turning darker with the tides

i sensed more than ever
your infinite loneliness
that you keep searching for more
instead of less
screaming and reaching out
empty handed
in your head
you have a family of kings
and your mother makes you supper
the evening colors enveloping you warmly
 

it isn't all a dream
will you ever know?

sundays are not always as sunny as the sun might have it
residues of reveries you went too far the night before
you journeyed to the end of it and didn't buy the ticket to return
i want you to read my words, each and every single one of them
and not just read them but deform them, mold them, taste them, debase them, adore them

read them out loud down the corridors of the louvre
so loud that the echo of your voice reaches to the catacombs below
so loud that the cat mummies awaken and begin to howl in unison

there was my blood on your skin, your hands didn't want to erase
your fingers wrote my name

read my words and spit them back at me in polaroid colors
because i cannot feel them on a sunday
i am without walls or limits
crush me with my words, let me feel your violence
it is a violence of the paint brush
a crashing of the waves that are my name

sunday
make me scream

Wer, wenn ich schrie, hörte mich denn aus der E n g e l Ordnungen ?

sorry for non-german speakers. i will translate later... this speaks through me right now so much...

we went to belgium yesterday to find the abandoned castle again. these were the animals we saw:

a racoon / un raton laveur "resting" on the side of the road :( 

deer / des cerfs

a frog / un grenouille (at the castle! my prince, again!! while i was eating petit prince cookies, though not in the bathtub this time ;)

a fox / un renard

rabbits / des lapins

a hedgehog / un herrisson all curled up in a ball on the road, but we didn't kill it !

a snail / un escargot posing as a supermodel

a bat / une chauve-souris flying round our heads out of the barn

a plastic snake / un serpent en plastique dangling from the ceiling posing as a gardening hose, though i know better !

a caterpillar / une chenille crossing the road

mosquitos / des moustiques drinking our blood

a kitten / un chaton

i took no pictures of any of them. by the time i encountered the frog, my battery had died, comme habitude, so i had to write it down instead. cause animals are our friends. what is your totem animal? i m torn between the frog, the hedgehog and the cat. happy monday !