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Philippe Jaroussky dances with Anna Dego - Nobody could expect to see this but he did it.
Philippe Jaroussky shows he is a young man of his generation - he is not "burried" in the "Great Music". He can dance, sing popular song and even play violin, the instrument he first learnt.
Here, you can see Lucilla Galeazzi, Anna Dego, Philippe Jaroussky with the musicians of the Arpeggiata.
C’est en 2021 qu’Aurélia Sendra a commencé à immortaliser le milieu du punk hardcore, du stoner et du doom. Les concerts reprenaient alors peu à peu, et la photographe, adepte de ces sonorités, redécouvrait cette scène musicale et son public, les convictions et les politisations qui les animent. Portée par une volonté de constituer des archives, elle souhaitait témoigner de l’évolution du metal en France où, l’année passée, il a grandement gagné en popularité.
Ses portraits cristallisent ainsi l’effervescence d’une culture. Ils capturent « l’état de transe » des artistes au cours de leurs performances et l’ambiance qui règne dans la salle, l’engouement des fans. «
À travers cette démarche, elle souhaite finalement « raconter de manière presque anthropologique cette nouvelle génération ».
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It was in 2021 that Aurélia Sendra began to immortalize the hardcore punk, stoner and doom scene. Concerts were gradually starting up again, and the photographer, a fan of these sounds, was rediscovering this music scene and its audience, the convictions and politicizations that drive them. Driven by a desire to build archives, she wanted to bear witness to the evolution of metal in France where, last year, it has greatly gained in popularity.
Her portraits thus crystallize the effervescence of a culture. They capture the "trance state" of the artists during their performances and the atmosphere that reigns in the room, the enthusiasm of the fans.
Through this approach, she ultimately wants to "tell the story of this new generation in an almost anthropological way".
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De retour d'un Roadtrip de 3 semaines au Portugal. Ici les dunes de Guincho à l'ouest de Lisbone. L'océan Atlantique en arrière plan.
Le vent s'était levé mais je décidai de voir ces dunes de plus près. En m'approchant j'ai découvert un sentier en bois qui traversait la dune, qui était à mi-parcourt enseveli par le sable. J'ai décidé de quitter la passerelle pour m'enfoncer dans cette dune et me retrouver seul au monde après le coucher de soleil face à un vent digne d'une tempête. Là les vrais difficultés ont commencé. le vent le sable , tout ça de face ont été pour moi comme une transe et un défi. Un de mes plus beaux souvenirs de photographe.
Back from a 3 week roadtrip in Portugal. Here the dunes of Guincho west of Lisbon. The Atlantic Ocean in the background.
The wind had picked up but I decided to see these dunes closer. As I approached I discovered a wooden path that crossed the dune, which was halfway buried in sand. I decided to leave the footbridge to sink into this dune and find myself alone in the world after sunset against a wind worthy of a storm. This is where the real difficulties began. the wind the sand, all of that from the front was like a trance and a challenge for me. One of my fondest memories as a photographer.
Plage de Flakstad, Lofoten, Norvège.
AURORE
Long, cold nights spent waiting for you, daughter of the north, but you know how to make me wait, to appear dressed in your luminous dress. Then you begin a sweet, languid dance. The night subtly illuminates my face, to better distinguish my smile. You bring out joy and excitement. Then you disappear unexpectedly. Have I sinned, haven't I deserved you?
Then you're back, shy, advancing discreetly. I hope you're flamboyant, you're reserved and discreet.
Then you begin your first dance steps. I follow you with my gaze, wanting you to approach, ready to take you, but no, a cloud obscures your light, then you evaporate.
Other dark, cold nights follow one another, without a sign. I don't lose heart; every night I go to a hypothetical meeting point, to wait for you. So, with patience, the big night arrives! We are connected, the sky is cloudless, my thoughts pure, stars in my eyes.
You dance, you surrender to me, then you are carried away by intoxicating swirls. You are so close, I capture you, to write you down on paper. You enter a trance, vibrate, then explode.
The memory will remain unforgettable, what a blast!
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Les nuits longues et froides à t’espérer, toi la fille du nord, mais tu sais te faire attendre, pour apparaître vêtue de ta robe lumineuse. Alors tu commences une douce danse langoureuse. La nuit éclaire subtilement mon visage, pour mieux y distinguer mon sourire. Tu fais émerger la joie et l'excitation. Puis tu disparais de façon impromptue, ai je fauté, ne t'ai je point méritée?
Puis te revoilà timide avançant discrètement, je t'espère flamboyante, tu es réservée et discrète.
Puis tu commences tes premiers pas de danse, je te suis du regard, désirant que tu t'approches, prêt à te prendre, mais non, un nuage obscurcit ta lumière, puis tu t'évapores.
D'autres nuits noires et froides se succèdent, sans un signe. Je ne me décourage pas, chaque soir je me rends à un point de rendez-vous hypothétique, pour t'attendre. Alors à force de patience, le grand soir arrive! Nous sommes connectés, le ciel est sans nuage, mes pensées pures, des étoiles dans les yeux.
Tu danses, tu t'abandonnes à moi, puis tu t’emballes dans des volutes enivrantes. Tu es toute proche je te capture, pour te coucher sur le papier. Tu entres en transe, vibres puis exploses.
Le souvenir restera impérissable, quel pied!
Like a rabbit in the headlights... Drink and camera to hand and back to the wall, at CandyGirls alternate venue, the Golf Club in Sunbury..
An old photograph from the scrapbook.
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25 Apr 09
What do they have in common? Nothing special, they are both idioms, brought together by this ditzy red and white outfit.......
A Red herring describes the ploy used by schoolchildren through the ages, to divert their teachers attention from the laid down curriculum.......
A White Elephant is a burdensome possession; creating more trouble than it is worth. The origin of this idiom:- Albino Elephants were regarded as holy in ancient times in Thailand and other Asian countries.; Keeping a white elephant was a very expensive undertaking, since the owner had to provide the elephant with special food and provide access for people who wanted to worship it. If a Thai King became dissatisfied with a subordinate, he would give him a white elephant. The gift would, in most cases, ruin the recipient.
So what does this photo tell us......... the girl in this picture is a distraction, and a high mantenance one at that......... or is she........????
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16 Jan 10
Early one morning, just as the sun was rising,
I heard a maid sing in the valley below:
"Oh don't deceive me, Oh never leave me,
How could you use a poor maiden so?
"Remember the vows that you made to me truly;
Remember how tenderly you nestled close to me.
Gay is the garland, fresh are the roses
I've culled from the garden to bind over thee.
"Here I now wander alone as I wonder
Why did you leave me to sigh and complain?
I ask of the roses, why should I be forsaken?
Why must I here in sorrow remain?
"Through yonder grove, by the spring that is running,
There you and I have so merrily played,
Kissing and courting and gently sporting,
Oh, my innocent heart you've betrayed!
"How could you slight so a pretty girl who loves you,
A pretty girl who loves you so dearly and warm?
Though love's folly is surely but a fancy,
Still it should prove to me sweeter than your scorn.
"Soon you will meet with another pretty maiden,
Some pretty maiden, you'll court her for a while;
Thus ever ranging, turning and changing,
Always seeking for a girl that is new."
Thus sang the maiden, her sorrows bewailing;
Thus sang the poor maid in the valley below:
"Oh don't deceive me, Oh never leave me,
How could you use a poor maiden so?"
Second Anniversary-29
16 Jan 10
Ce micro personnage au bout du tunnel (ce qui justifie une vue large) me fait inévitablement penser à un rite de passage qui aurait un petit quelque chose de science-fictionnesque. D'où le titre.
I choosed the title because of the so little silhouette at the end of the tunnel (it desserves a large view. There is in this someone of a passage rituel linked to science-fiction.
what a hot day ☀️
photo taken
at
agitations tropicales
créatures astrales
courtisanes en transe, soupirants de l'élégance idéale 🌴
Potsdam, Park Sanssouci, Potsdamer Schlössernacht 2018, Transe Express
OLYMPUS art filter "Pin Hole"
🇫🇷 On admire la précision et la gestuelle de ce qui peut être une danse ou une transe cérémonielle... en bas ,peut être un gnou...centre droit ,un oryx
la fresque en entier est visible avec le lien
www.flickr.com/gp/philippedaniele/z9uhY5q2W7
🇬🇧 We admire the precision and gestures of what may be a dance or a ceremonial trance... below, perhaps a wildebeest... centre right, an oryx...
You can see the entire fresco at
www.flickr.com/gp/philippedaniele/z9uhY5q2W7
🇩🇪 Man bewundert die Präzision und die Gestik dessen, was ein Tanz oder eine zeremonielle Trance sein kann... unten, vielleicht ein Gnu...Mitte rechts, ein Oryx.
Das Wandgemälde kann mit dem Link in voller Länge betrachtet werden
www.flickr.com/gp/philippedaniele/z9uhY5q2W7
🇪🇸 Admiramos la precisión y los gestos de lo que puede ser una danza o un trance ceremonial... abajo, quizá un ñu... centro derecha, un oryx...
Puede ver el fresco completo en
Un univers de formes, de couleurs, de lumières et de reflets qui plonge le spectateur dans une transe contemplative !
A universe of shapes, colors, lights and reflections which takes the viewer in a contemplative trance!
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Oh gawd, woods are so beautiful, I could cry .. ♥
I had a blast today, with Lisa and Johannes. On time, btw.
# Weihnachts-Transe. :'D Experimental Make-Up and then driving to this breath-taking place, I'm so in love.
Les trois chanteuses d'opéra de la compagnie Transe Express lors du spectacle "Lâcher de violons" présenté deux fois dans le cadre du 375e anniversaire de Montréal.
Rue Notre-Dame
Vieux-Montréal
8 juillet 2017
Three opera singers of the company Transe Express. They also mix opera and heavy rock! :) A show presented twice on Notre-Dame street in Old Montreal for Montreal's 375th anniversary. July 8th 2017