Because tomorrow is tonight...

Because tonight I cannot concentrate...
Because tonight I feel fresh and blooming...
Because tonight I smile without knowing why...
Because tonight I am simply made of music and song...
Because tonight I cannot study french constitutions anymore...
Because tonight I think I'm a lillte more in love than the average...
Becasue tonight I want to be like those lovely nudes in the paintings...
Because tonight I cannot do anything else but think about my walking poem...

Because there's tomorrow...

Hairpin [I]

[ Citadel of Lille; France; Fête Nationale Française, 14 juillet 2008]

Discovery

Hi hi hi...I wonder if before getting to a HomoSapiens level we did the same?
[Basel Zoo; Switzerland; Aug.2008]

Blue thoughts corridor

Keep smiling!

There are moments in life when no matter how hard it gets there's always good friends, hot lips and fine wine to keep your hopes up!!

Hopes

[Geneva; Switzerland; Aug.2008]

Goldbath

[Saint Tropez; France; May2008]

Sleep away...

[Louvre museum; Paris; France; 2007]

Bern awakens

[Bern; Switzerland; Aug.2008]

Lonely

[Basel Zoo; Switzerland; Aug.2008]

Target nowhere

[Salzburg; Austria; Aug.2007]

*Ploaia cade peste noi*

Ochii verzi şi pielea udă
Cade ploaia peste noi
Udă-i iarba şi prea udă
Pielea ta.

Cade ploaia peste noi
Buze moi şi pielea udă
Visul meu şi-o rază nouă-n
Ochii tăi.

Vino! Vino! şi dă-mi mâna
Cade ploaia peste noi
Să fugim acum departe-n
Visul meu.

Buze moi şi ochii verzi
Iarba udă, uzi şi noi
Cade ploaia peste noi
Şi pielea-i udă.

Buze moi pe pielea udă
Ochii verzi închişi de-acum
Nu fugim ci-aici pe iarbă
Cade ploaia peste noi.

["Poème aux inconnus"; D.; R.]

Winter's day

[Basel Zoo; Switzerland; Aug.2008]

March

[Lausanne; Switzerland; Aug.2008]

"Let's summer still..."

Finally back from my little vacations to nowhere!

Switzerland was more than wonderfull and Italy simply begs to be visited again and again. So much beauty compacted into a few cities.

I've danced, I've been happy, I fell in love, I dared, I sang, I flyed, I went out, I ate calories, I tanned, I kissed, I laughed out loud...
And I've grown up this summer too. And I've learned so much. I've learned a few life lessons. Of what I want, and what I should be wanting. How no matter how angelic a pair of eyes may be they can still lie. Of how I simply adore tequila sunrise and my too strict parents. How I love black lingerie and tanned skin, spanish again and again, good music, good books, and sipping hot coffe while dipping my toes into the calm waters of a swimming pool. And I've been doing all the foolish things young girls do during summertime...and I don't regret it a bit.
So now I'm up for the new school year (hey you can only start college once!)...

All happy and smiling...as you all know me...He hee...

Goodbye

Well this is it. I have to say goodbye!

I need a break from all this chaos. I need time to put some order into my priorities and find my equilibrium. I've been through a roller coaster of ups and downs lately and now I feel a little dizzy, a little ill.
I'm just dried out...no more inspiration, no more ideas, no more desire to work...a sort of sentimental coma has taken over me. Partially my fault I must admit...I just believed too much...and I was proven wrong...

So I'm taking my break...my well deserved rest...my long noon sleep...

All left to say is goodbye...


[Photo: Reims; France; May 2008]

[France; 2006]

Spilled...

"Ce soir...ce soir j'écris..."

... Not because I would have too much to say or too much to write about..but because it's been days that I have this line in my head...

I'm not too good at autobiographies...How can one describe to others what is happening to him if he himself doesn't know it...

I felt lost theese few weeks...not in the bad way...I feel like I've lost my contour...like water spilling from a broken glass...is it freedom , is it just waste? I cannot know ...I just feel I've lost my lines...I 've been so divided...betweek the many sides of myself and now...others too...

I feel like dancing the waltz and sleeping naked..drinking flows of wine and kissing full lips...because after all it's all we have, all that remains after it all ends ...

I find myself once again waitign in front of my own open door...a door that had been shut closed and locked for a long time...maybe for the first time I've opened it myself without hearing a knock...now i'm wondering if there's really someone on the other side or if it was only my imagination...

I try to find my equilibrilum...maybe mercury can be hold in place after all...so I breathe and I dance..and I spread my legs and my arms and curve and bend untill the contour lines crack...

Lately I've been doing what I haven't done in a long time..I've cried at night and smiled at daybreak ..I've lied and felt my remords..I've dared to tend the chord...I've waited with impatience...and I fell in love again and again...with the same pair of eyes, the same song, the same gesture...

...and I now dare to dare again..even if it might be just another jump into nothing... if that be the case I hope I learn in time how to fly or that somebody catches me...

Morning quest

[Blankenberge; Belgium; Dec.2007]

[No I don't play the guitar...yet! But as Archimedes said “Give me a place to stand and I will move the earth.” The will is there...all I need more is the guitar and the world shall be at my merci.]

Transparent

Because it's been such a long time since I haven't felt this way...

[to C.]

Details

[Royal gardens; Brussels; Belgium; 2008]

[Royal gardens; Brussels; Belgium; 2008]

Ratatouille

Remy: We’re thieves, and what we’re stealing is, let’s be honest, garbage.
Django: It’s not stealing if no one wants it.
Remy: If no one want’s it, then why are we stealing it?

Gusteau: Ahh, but that is no match for wishful thinking! If you're focused on what you've left behind, you will not be able to see what lies ahed. Now go up and look around!

Remy: [watching Linguini's clumsy attempt to repair the soup he spilled] No! It's... he's ruining the soup!
[to Gusteau]
Remy: It's YOUR restaurant! Do something!
Gusteau: But what can I do? I am merely a figment of your imagination!

Linguini: Oh, and thanks, by the way, for... um... all the... advice. On cooking.
Colette: And thank you as well.
Linguini: For what?
Colette: [grins] Taking it!

Rémy: He's your son?!
Gusteau: I have a son?!
Rémy: How could you not know?!
Gusteau: I-I am a figment of your imagination! You did not know, how could I?

Colette: We don’t mean to be rude, but… we’re French.

Django: [Remy turns to leave] Where are you going?
Remy: With luck, forward.

...Les rêves des amoureux sont comme le bon vin
Ils donnent de la joie ou bien du chagrin...
Et sortez les bouteilles, finis les ennuis
Je dresse la table, de ma nouvelle vie ...

Enjoy... :)

Snow trees

[Gardens of El Escorial; Spain; 2007]

Let's "summer"!

Summer is here! A great feeling is alive again! Let's be happy, let's not worry, let's fall in love, let's dare, let's talk, let's fly, let's sing, let's get out, let's eat calories, let's tan, let's kiss, let's be friends, let's laugh out loud, let's not focus on ourselves and on others...let's just..BE...this summer...

P.S. Help me add to this list!! What would you like to do more this summer? :)

Insight

[Keukenhof; Holland; April 2008]

Fairy dust

[The butterfly in my room ha ha :)]

On the edge

[Oceanographic Museum and Aquarium; Monaco]

[Salzburg; Austria; July 2007]

True love

As any respectable photographer I have and hold dear my trird eye...

[My room. My love...Sony DSC-H7 he hee...]

The Importance of being Earnest

" 'Algy, you're always talking nonsense.'
'It's better than listening to it.' "

"To lose one parent, Mr. Worthing, may be regarded as a misfortune.To lose both looks like carelessness. "

" 'Did you hear what I was playing, Lane?'
'I didn't think it polite to listen, Sir.' "

"London society is full of women of the very highest birth who have, of their own free choice, remained thirty-five for years."

"The truth is rarely pure and never simple. Modern life would be very tedious if it were either, and modern literature a complete impossibility!"

"The only way to behave to a woman is to make love to her if she is pretty and to someone else if she is plain."

"Ah! That must be Aunt Augusta. Only relatives, or creditors, ever ring in that Wagnerian manner."

"It is very painful for me to be forced to speak the truth. It is the first time in my life that I have ever been reduced to such a painful position, and I am really quite inexperienced in doing anything of the kind."

"In matters of grave importance, style, not sincerity is the vital thing."

"I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train."

Wonderfull! I haven't had such a laugh in ages. Such a humorous slyness, such sweet nonsensical happenings and such simply outrageous doctrines and views upon life can rarely be seen all toegether. A wonderfull comedy! I cried with laughter.I do recomend it to all those that are in need of a good soul lightening laugh. :)

["The Importance of being Earnest" (2002); Directed by Oliver Parker. With Rupert Everett, Colin Firth]

"Espero curarme de ti en unos días.
Debo dejar de fumarte, de beberte, de pensarte.
Es posible. Siguiendo las prescriptiones de la moral en turno.
Me receto tiempo, abstinencia, soledad."

[Jaime Sabines]

Angular shader brush marks [Brush lines (3)]

[View out my window....Marcq-en-Baroeul;France]

Fan brush marks [Brush lines (2)]

[Yep; another view out my window....Marcq-en-Baroeul;France]

Dagger brush marks [Brush lines (1) ]

[View out my window....Marcq-en-Baroeul;France]

Butterflies

[Keukenhof; Holland; April 2008]

Mess in bulk

[Street market; Nice; France; May 2008]

Journey

[Blankenberge; Belgium; Dec.2007]

Souvenir...meltdown

[St.Tropez; France]

"Maybe...maybe that whole love thing is just a grown-up version of Santa Claus; just a myth we've been fed since childhood. So, we keep buying magazines, joining clubs, and doing therapy and watching movies with hit pop songs played over love montages all in a pathetic attempt to explain why our love Santa keeps getting caught in the chimney."

["Kate and Leopold" (2001), Directed by James Mangold;With Meg Ryan, Hugh Jackman]

Night march

[Marseille; France]

[Oceanographic Museum and Aquarium; Monaco]

"Lie me the truth my love..."

A truth my love , cannot be called a truth if not be proved.
And by all means love, proof can easely be found in lover's eyes,
For all that's falsehood, love rebuilts and gives the form of truth
And thus all words are truth in lover's eyes.

You therefore needen't be dicouradged by demands
Of proof that lovers make; For they will see what they are asking for
In every place, if coming from their lover's mouths.

And thus I pray, my love, tell me the truth,
Or speak thou mouth whatever it may please,
For lover's ears, they still shall hear the naked truth.


[C.]

[Keukenhof; Holland; April 2008]

Explosion

[Royal gardens; Brussels; Belgium; 2008]

Day of creation [2]

This is the little angel who stole my heart! :)

Loupe over heart fusion

"Someday after we have mastered the winds, the waves, the tides and gravity, we shall harness for God the energies of Love, and then, for the second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire."
Pierre Teilhard de Chardin


[50th anniversary of the Atomium and the 1958 World's Fair; Brussels; Belgium; April.2008]

Loupe over nuclear fusion

[50th anniversary of the Atomium and the 1958 World's Fair; Brussels; Belgium; April.2008]

Pues te quedas conmigo...

"Puedes irte y no importa, pues te quedas conmigo

como queda un perfume donde había una flor.

Tú sabes que te quiero, pero no te lo digo;

y yo se que eres mía, sin ser mío tu amor."

["Poema del amor ajeno";Jose A. Buesa]

Road to perdition

[Spain; Feb.2008]

Speranta...

Un necunoscut paseste spre mine…

Stii tu oare suflet strain,

Ca-n tine intreaga-mi speranta,

Sta-nchisa, spunandu-mi sa vin,

Si sa-ti cer impreuna o viata?...

Stii tu oare suflet curat,

Ca-n tine-i puterea iertarii

Pentru-acei care stramb au calcat,

Prezentul cu tine-i da-ncet uitarii?...”

Stii tu oare suflet pereche,

Ca mi te-as da chiar pe mine,

Reluand o poveste infinit mai veche,

O alta ”eu” traind pentr-un ”tine”?...

Acelasi necunoscut trece pe langa mine...

[G.; DD]

Lover's feet [2]

[Lille; France]

Eye of the beholder

[Medina Azahara ("The golden city")archaeological site; Almodóvar del Rio;Spain ; Fev.2008]

[Charlerois; Belgium - Madrid; Spain Flight; Feb.2008]

Together [2]

[Blankenberge; Belgium; Dec. 2007]

Together

[Blankenberge; Belgium; Dec. 2007]