Sunday, July 31, 2011
Get Low Trailer (HD)
Seen it a few months ago... I think it's one of my favorite films (ok, the list is quite long..).
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Warning!
There's a crazy woman on the loose on the West Coast... Her name is Gayle Hajek, she has a cool blog called A Vintage Green Life and I am very proud to call her my friend...
A couple of weeks ago, she found some cool pods that looked like bats and she decided I needed some... So we agreed to have a kind of swap... She said she'd send a few pods along with "some" stuff... yeah "some"...shaking my head... little did I know that "some" in Gayle's world meant "loads of"... and to prove it... well look at the pictures below... and she even apologized for the "messy" packaging... sigh...
A couple of weeks ago, she found some cool pods that looked like bats and she decided I needed some... So we agreed to have a kind of swap... She said she'd send a few pods along with "some" stuff... yeah "some"...shaking my head... little did I know that "some" in Gayle's world meant "loads of"... and to prove it... well look at the pictures below... and she even apologized for the "messy" packaging... sigh...
Some of the goodies already found their way to my "voodoo" necklace... I think the necklace should have another name... I like "voodoo" because it kinda creeps some people... but the more I think about it, the more I see it like some kind of shaman-memory necklace... each element has a meaning, a story to tell about my travels, my family and my friends (who are family to me)...
Gayle makes and collects memory jugs ( the very first ones I saw were on her blog even though I heard of them before) and I think this necklace is my wearable version of a memory jug...
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
hoodoo you think you are?
... a mess... in progress
A bit lighter... a bit darker... a bit deeper... a bit stronger... still there...coming up for air... even if air burns my lungs...
A bit lighter... a bit darker... a bit deeper... a bit stronger... still there...coming up for air... even if air burns my lungs...
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Why do you think you're odd and different, a lonely outsider,
when all that's happened is
you haven't found your family?
Richard Bach
Thank you for your awesome comments on the last post and for your e-mails...
The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life.
Rarely do members of one family grow up under the same roof.
Richard Bach
when all that's happened is
you haven't found your family?
Richard Bach
Thank you for your awesome comments on the last post and for your e-mails...
The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life.
Rarely do members of one family grow up under the same roof.
Richard Bach
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
the forgotten child...
I usally don't like it very much when people get too personal on their blogs... It upsets me a bit, I feel like a voyeur and at the same time I think of how brave they are... Well it's my turn... it's a bit like joining the AA meetings...
So here we go...
I am the forgotten child... Who is the forgotten child, you might ask?
The forgotten child is the one who lives and grows up with a sick sibling... in the shadow of a sick sibling...
My brother had cystic fibrosis... or should I say my family had cystic fibrosis... because this disease not only affects the one who suffers from it, it affects every family member... and especially the forgotten child... Why is that so? Because the forgotten child suffers is silence... When you are the forgotten child you learn from a very early age not to complain... Why should you? You're healthy... So you don't complain, even when you have the right to do so... you shut up, you shut down, you repress you needs and emotions... you don't want to be a burden to your family, they already have enough on their plate... you put a brave face on, you are the little soldier, you carry the world on your shoulders and you don't complain... never... and if you do well you are soon reminded that you should not... And Cystic Fibrosis rules the family life... every aspect of it... from the time you get up to what you will eat... And Cystic Fibrosis tortures the sick one and then the sick one bullies the healthy one but you don't complain... never... remember? And you feel guilty, guilty to be healthy, guilty to hate the ways of the sick one, guilty to be able to live a normal life... but do you really live a normal life? No, you live under the rules of Cystic Fibrosis...And it gets so deep into your skin that you become unable to live a normal life, that you become unable to live normal relationship...
And then the sick one dies... you feel free for the first time, able to breathe ... but then guilt creeps up on you... you feel guilty to feel free... you feel guilty to be alive... you thought that CF died with the sick one but you soon realize that its ghost doesn't want to leave you... and it does not leave you, it continues to rule your life, it continues to feed your insecurities, it continues to wreck your life... until one day you wake up and say "enough is enough"... until one day you realize that if you don't get rid of that ghost, it will get rid of you... Today has been such a day... a very painful day but also a day full of hope... My brother died 8 years ago... It took me that time to face and to listen to the forgotten child... I'm ready to take her by the hand and I'm ready to let go the hand of CF...
If you read all this, well thank you... and please accept my apologies for the bad English and for all this... I needed to share my experience, maybe it will help someone out there... I'm not looking for pity... I just want to help the forgotten child in me and the forgotten children that are out there...
So here we go...
I am the forgotten child... Who is the forgotten child, you might ask?
The forgotten child is the one who lives and grows up with a sick sibling... in the shadow of a sick sibling...
My brother had cystic fibrosis... or should I say my family had cystic fibrosis... because this disease not only affects the one who suffers from it, it affects every family member... and especially the forgotten child... Why is that so? Because the forgotten child suffers is silence... When you are the forgotten child you learn from a very early age not to complain... Why should you? You're healthy... So you don't complain, even when you have the right to do so... you shut up, you shut down, you repress you needs and emotions... you don't want to be a burden to your family, they already have enough on their plate... you put a brave face on, you are the little soldier, you carry the world on your shoulders and you don't complain... never... and if you do well you are soon reminded that you should not... And Cystic Fibrosis rules the family life... every aspect of it... from the time you get up to what you will eat... And Cystic Fibrosis tortures the sick one and then the sick one bullies the healthy one but you don't complain... never... remember? And you feel guilty, guilty to be healthy, guilty to hate the ways of the sick one, guilty to be able to live a normal life... but do you really live a normal life? No, you live under the rules of Cystic Fibrosis...And it gets so deep into your skin that you become unable to live a normal life, that you become unable to live normal relationship...
And then the sick one dies... you feel free for the first time, able to breathe ... but then guilt creeps up on you... you feel guilty to feel free... you feel guilty to be alive... you thought that CF died with the sick one but you soon realize that its ghost doesn't want to leave you... and it does not leave you, it continues to rule your life, it continues to feed your insecurities, it continues to wreck your life... until one day you wake up and say "enough is enough"... until one day you realize that if you don't get rid of that ghost, it will get rid of you... Today has been such a day... a very painful day but also a day full of hope... My brother died 8 years ago... It took me that time to face and to listen to the forgotten child... I'm ready to take her by the hand and I'm ready to let go the hand of CF...
If you read all this, well thank you... and please accept my apologies for the bad English and for all this... I needed to share my experience, maybe it will help someone out there... I'm not looking for pity... I just want to help the forgotten child in me and the forgotten children that are out there...
Thursday, July 14, 2011
quick stone age necklace
Stone with natural hole (gift from a colleague, you can see a pic of it here), deer antler, stone picked up in the South of France 9 years ago (polished it a bit and drilled a hole), recycled wood bead bought in Chicago, leather cord.
Just a quick necklace, really... needed something to go out tonight!
Just a quick necklace, really... needed something to go out tonight!
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
herbalista II
Got these petals yesterday... they're from rose bushes turned wild... on an abandoned piece of land... had to fight nettles that were as tall as me...
Tansy, keeps the insects away... My grand parents had a few cows and as a kid I remember seeing bouquets of tansy in the stable hanging from the ceiling ... Picked it today during my 4 miles walk..( picked up some black berries too but ate them right away!).
Hope you're enjoying the summer and the gifts it brings!
Tansy, keeps the insects away... My grand parents had a few cows and as a kid I remember seeing bouquets of tansy in the stable hanging from the ceiling ... Picked it today during my 4 miles walk..( picked up some black berries too but ate them right away!).
Hope you're enjoying the summer and the gifts it brings!
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Fed up...
I know this blog is dedicated to my creative life but…
I am so disgusted by some research I did that I want to share it with you…
So here’s my rant…
The food industry is a criminal organization… on one hand they are starving people in South to satisfy the markets in North and on the other they are slowly killing people in North with (sorry for the bad language but hey, it’s a rant) the crap they add to the food… Palm oil, corn syrup and glutamate are some of the worst… No wonder obesity is epidemic, no wonder kids can’t concentrate in the classrooms… The crap they feed us are making us fat and dumb… if we, the consumers, don’t react, we will soon look like the humans in Wall-e … unless the predicted financial collapse makes things even…
I am so disgusted by some research I did that I want to share it with you…
So here’s my rant…
The food industry is a criminal organization… on one hand they are starving people in South to satisfy the markets in North and on the other they are slowly killing people in North with (sorry for the bad language but hey, it’s a rant) the crap they add to the food… Palm oil, corn syrup and glutamate are some of the worst… No wonder obesity is epidemic, no wonder kids can’t concentrate in the classrooms… The crap they feed us are making us fat and dumb… if we, the consumers, don’t react, we will soon look like the humans in Wall-e … unless the predicted financial collapse makes things even…
One way to react and to act is to read the list of ingredients on the food you buy... unfortunatelly I don't think it's possible to avoid these poisons completely... but still, less is better...
Friday, July 08, 2011
The Pulse: Style File
Check out Seth Apter's blog this Sunday... well to read about my stuff... otherwise check his blog everyday, it's an awesome place to visit!
I haven't made anything lately,jewelry wise... I'm just enjoying the good weather, taking long walks (about 20 miles over the last 5 days... not much but not bad either...) .. and since I don't like walking without a goal, I have been harvesting loads of herbs : wild origano, meadow sweet, millefoil, wild mint ... next on the list is agrimony and tansy...
I haven't made anything lately,jewelry wise... I'm just enjoying the good weather, taking long walks (about 20 miles over the last 5 days... not much but not bad either...) .. and since I don't like walking without a goal, I have been harvesting loads of herbs : wild origano, meadow sweet, millefoil, wild mint ... next on the list is agrimony and tansy...
The photo above was taken two days ago... the world can sometime be an ugly place but I forget all about it when I see a sky like this...
I hope you are enjoying the good weather too!
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