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Heitres Geschenk
Heitres Geschenk von den kältern
Bergen
versucht in den Juni den Sprung;
blinkend in Bach und Behältern
drängt sich Erneuerung.
Überall unter verstaubten
Büschen
lebendiger Wasser Gang;
und wie sie selig behaupten,
Gehn sei Gesang.
Rainer Maria Rilke
"Everything begins and ends with the sea."
@ Cascais, Portugal
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Tutto comincia e finisce col mare: la vita, gli uomini, il dolore. Persino i dinosauri, persino loro sono finiti col mare. Lo dice una vecchia teoria che ho letto da qualche parte: spazzati via dai ghiacci disciolti. Tonnellate di mare ad inghiottirli uno ad uno. O forse non è andata proprio così, non ricordo, non ricordo davvero, ma poi adesso cosa importa. Importa solo quest'acqua azzurra che proviene da lontano sospinta dal vento, il suo movimento lieve, il suo spumeggiare: questo è tutto ciò che conta.
Che il mare dell'oceano fosse freddo, lo sapevo. Che fosse così freddo, no davvero: non lo immaginavo proprio. Roba da congelarsi le dita dei piedi prima ancora di essersi resi conto di averle immerse.
Chissà tutto questo freddo da dove arriva. Chissà perchè gli uomini a bagno non riescono a scaldare l'acqua con la passione che conservano nel cuore. Chissà perchè i pesci non lo sentono, quel gelo pungente che è appena più docile al mattino. Loro nuotano senza curarsente, nuotano perchè è la loro natura.
Mi volto, e c'è un cane tutto nero che corre sugli scogli, come se non avesse paura di niente. Come se non si curasse del fatto che gli basterebbe giusto un piccolo errore, una singola zampa delle quattro di cui è provvisto che scivolasse accidentalmente, una ridicola e microscopica disattenzione per farsi decisamente male. E provare così un atroce dolore. Lui invece non ci bada affatto, continua a saltare da una roccia all'altra inzuppandosi il pelo scuro.
Mi piacerebbe essere come quel cane. Non pensare a nulla del mio futuro, vivere soltanto il presente. Un presente che è fatto di istantanea e banale felicità, come un gioco solitario sulla spiaggia, accarezzando con dolcezza spruzzi di acqua salata.
Ma non lo sono, non sono quel cane. Non ne sono nemmeno l'ombra. Sono invece un uomo che rimane seduto a guardare il sole che si specchia sull'argento vivo dell'oceano. Che ascolta le grida di quei ragazzi che si divertono lontano, prendendo a piccoli pezzi la vita e cavalcandola come si fa con le tavole da surf importate dagli americani.
E aspetto una sera che sembra non voler arrivare. Come se il tempo si fosse improvvisamente fermato, quasi che anche lui si fosse seduto accanto a me a contemplare questo impressionante infinito.
E questo cielo è ancora troppo chiaro per vedere il tramonto, e troppo luminoso per disegnarci un orizzonte. Ma anche senza disegnarlo, so bene qual è il suo destino: ogni cosa è già scritta prima ancora d'esistere.
Anche lui, come tutto, finirà tra i flutti. Perchè anche lui, come tutto, finirà col mare.
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You might as well surrender now
You’ll never hold that stance
With all my words
I can’t find one
To make you understand
It’s not too late
Take up the cup
Put down your weapons and choose
But you say, life’s so unfair
All you say is life’s so unfair.
Oh you can ill afford to hold to these views
Oh you need someone to blame
But it’s you, yes it’s you
It’s your truth
Someone made you
I don’t know if you’re sick
I comfort. you runaway
My sympathy. you twist it.
You’re reflex. gets in the way.
You mother me. I son you.
You act up. I can’t get through.
These footsteps so ancient.
In your eyes I’m your infant.
Your ancient. full circle.
In my eyes you’re my infant.
Dead ball in our court
We’ve got a deadfall in our court
You just say, life’s so unfair.
You just say, life’s so unfair.
You need something to blame
But it’s you, yes it’s you
It’s your truth
bentley coupé designed by Graber
Shangri-la
Now that youve found your paradise
This is your kingdom to command
You can go outside and polish your car
Or sit by the fire in your shangri-la
Here is your reward for working so hard
Gone are the lavatories in the back yard
Gone are the days when you dreamed of that car
You just want to sit in your shangri-la
Put on your slippers and sit by the fire
Youve reached your top and you just cant get any higher
Youre in your place and you know where you are
In your shangri-la
Sit back in your old rocking chair
You need not worry, you need not care
You cant go anywhere
Shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la
The little man who gets the train
Got a mortgage hanging over his head
But hes too scared to complain
cos hes conditioned that way
Time goes by and he pays off his debts
Got a tv set and a radio
For seven shillings a week
Shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la
And all the houses in the street have got a name
cos all the houses in the street they look the same
Same chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes
The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know
They say their lines, they drink their tea, and then they go
They tell your business in another shangri-la
The gas bills and the water rates, and payments on the car
Too scared to think about how insecure you are
Life aint so happy in your little shangri-la
Shangri-la, shangri-la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Put on your slippers and sit by the fire
Youve reached your top and you just cant get any higher
Youre in your place and you know where you are
In your shangri-la
Sit back in your old rocking chair
You need not worry, you need not care
You cant go anywhere
Shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la
The Kinks
Insouciante adolescence ✓ insouciance adolescente ✓
Tu deviens grand mais tu peux continuer à m'appeler mamannnn ♥
Bon anniversaire mon p'tit loup ;)
"For you I'd reach the end of the world, and further if necessary."
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Perché io mi affeziono troppo. Alle cose, alle persone. Più probabilmente, all'idea che mi faccio di loro.
E mi sbaglio. Tante volte mi sbaglio. Vedo nella gente quello che non c'è, o forse vedo in loro quello che vorrei ci fosse. Quello che mi aspetterei avessero. Quello che vorrei avere io. Salvo poi scoprire che nei caratteri non esiste solo il bianco, o il nero, esistono migliaia di sfumature che escono con il tempo. E quelle sfumature fanno male, sono un qualcosa di non previsto. Sono quello che, il più delle volte, rovina la magia iniziale.
Che poi non so nemmeno se la colpa è degli altri. È molto più facile che la colpa sia mia, del mio modo di attaccarmi alle altre creature del globo. Quando voglio bene, non ho mezze misure. Vivo di folgorazioni. Sono una specie di maniaco dei sentimenti, li provo con passione esagerata. E se devo star male, lo faccio nello stesso modo.
Ed ho scritto una cosa che probabilmente non leggerai mai. La conservo nel mio computer, nella cartella delle bozze, come se fosse qualcosa da portare a termine: ironico. Credo che in realtà sia qualcosa che non è nemmeno mai cominciato.
Magari uno di questi giorni cancello il file. Rileggerlo mi provoca una sensazione strana, una specie di piacere misto a dolore. Avrei voluto tanto che ci dessi un'occhiata, ci avevo messo l'anima nello scriverlo. Ed era dedicato a te. E non so nemmeno perché, ma era da tempo che l'avevo in mente.
Ma poi.
È che non so più gestire le sensazioni. Riconoscere il dolce dall'amaro, la simpatia dall'antipatia, l'interesse dall'indifferenza. Chissà qual è venuta prima e quale dopo, chissà se poi le ho davvero provate tutte. Magari mi sbaglio adesso, magari sto esagerando. Esagero spesso, me lo dicono tutti. Anche quando dico: "per te arriverei in capo al mondo, e se servisse anche oltre". È troppo, davvero troppo. Troppo per noi, troppo per il rapporto che abbiamo. Più ancora per quello che non abbiamo.
Ma non lo so, non so dirti se sia vero. Non so se è quello che farei veramente, oppure se sia soltanto una frase ad effetto, tipo quelle ritagliate da qualche libro un po' poetico ed un po' malinconico di qualche autore francese. Quei libri che ci piacciono per forza, perché sanno stare peggio di noi. È bello leggere della malinconia, mi fa sentire vivo.
Non lo so, non lo so davvero.
Sì, mi sbaglio, spero di sbagliarmi. Magari è solo un momento così, e passerà. Tutto passa. E tu tornerai com'eri, io tornerò com'ero, e insieme torneremo a parlare dei nostri sogni, a ridere delle cose buffe, e non sarà più difficile confrontarci su ogni cosa.
Comunque grazie, perché nonostante tutto è per te che provo emozioni.
Guy Marchand, Joanna Cassidy, Lara Flynn Boyle @ Les belles Américaines / May Wine (Carol Wiseman, 1990)
случайно обнаружил, что Ги Маршан / Guy Marchand 🇫🇷 французский артист, ещё и записывает альбомы до сих пор:
2020 - Guy Marchand - Né à Belleville
вспомнил, что у него есть один фильм, под названием «Майское вино» / Les belles Américaines / May Wine с чудовищно низким рейтингом (как я и люблю 💟) — романтическая комедия, где Лара (Donna из Twin Peaks) и Джоанна Кэссиди прилетают в Париж погулять, там знакомятся с доктором, который желает кутить!
его сняла Carol Wiseman, перевод как названия как это нередко бывает, получился довольно образным, его взяли из сюжета — когда Кэссиди пишет прощальное письмо доктору, то упоминает молодое вино («не следует пить вино старше месяца, вспоминай нас как о сне который забывается»), это был лишь мимолётный роман, она устала от мужа и решила погулять, а Лара искала приключений по молодости и они случайно сошлись на одном и том же французском докторе, такая лёгкая красивая мелодрамка под настроение
Кэссиди, кстати, играла репликанта по имени Жора / Zhora (никогда не обращал внимание на её имя, лол) в Blade Runner '82 — когда Rick Deckard (Форд) пытается арестовать первого сбежавшего репликанта, не Sean Young и не Daryl Hannah, а девушку с питоном из стриптиз-бара (это как раз Joanna Cassidy) в конце первого часа — там красивая погоня под дождём сквозь огромные витрины, разлетающиеся на миллионы осколков:
из относительно малоизвестных отметил бы «Смертельная поездка» / Mortelle randonnée (1983) с Michel Serrault, Isabelle Adjani, Guy Marchand — психоделический нуар с Аджани, здесь частного сыщика наняли присмотреть за наследником обувного магната, который внезапно покидает этот мир (после встречи с прекрасной девушкой, разумеется), сыщик начинает вести странное расследование, пускаясь через всю страну (на деньги магната, конечно) вслед за подозрительной девицей (нереально красивая Изабель), которая не в себе, впрочем как и сам сыщик:
Guy Marchand 📼
1996 • Le plus beau métier du monde / Опасная профессия @ Gérard Lauzier
Gérard Depardieu, Michèle Laroque, Souad Amidou, Guy Marchand
1991–2003 • Nestor Burma / Нестор Бурма (сериал)
Guy Marchand, Pierre Tornade, Patrick Guillemin
1990 • Ripoux contre ripoux [My New Partner II] / Откройте, полиция! 2 (Продажные против продажных) @ Claude Zidi
Philippe Noiret, Thierry Lhermitte, Guy Marchand
1990 • Les belles Américaines [May Wine] / Французский роман (Майское вино) @ Carol Wiseman
Joanna Cassidy, Lara Flynn Boyle, Guy Marchand
1987 • Noyade interdite / Топиться запрещено @ Pierre Granier-Deferre
Philippe Noiret, Guy Marchand, Elizabeth Bourgine, Anne Roussel, Marie Trintignant, Catherine Hiegel, Stefania Sandrelli
1987 • L'été en pente douce / Конец лета @ Gérard Krawczyk
Jacques Villeret, Jean-Pierre Bacri, Pauline Lafont, Guy Marchand
1985 • Hold-Up / Ограбление @ Alexandre Arcady
Jean-Paul Belmondo, Kim Cattrall, Guy Marchand
1983 • Mortelle randonnée / Смертельная поездка @ Claude Miller
Michel Serrault, Isabelle Adjani, Guy Marchand
1983 • Coup de foudre / Любовь с первого взгляда @ Bertrand Tavernier
Miou-Miou, Isabelle Huppert, Guy Marchand
1982 • Les sous-doués en vacances / Придурки на каникулах @ Claude Zidi
Daniel Auteuil, Guy Marchand, Grace de Capitani
1981 • Garde à vue / Под предварительным следствием @ Claude Miller
Romy Schneider, Lino Ventura, Michel Serrault, Guy Marchand
1981 • Coup de torchon / Безупречная репутация (Ссора) @ Bertrand Tavernier
Isabelle Huppert, Philippe Noiret, Stéphane Audran, Guy Marchand
1980 • Plein sud / На самый юг @ Luc Béraud
Jeanne Moreau, Patrick Dewaere, Clio Goldsmith, Guy Marchand
1980 • Loulou / Лулу @ Maurice Pialat
Isabelle Huppert, Gérard Depardieu, Guy Marchand
1978 • L'hôtel de la plage / Отель на пляже @ Michel Lang
Sophie Barjac, Myriam Boyer, Daniel Ceccaldi, Guy Marchand, Michèle Grellier
1977 • Tendre poulet / Нежный полицейский @ Philippe de Broca
Annie Girardot, Philippe Noiret, Catherine Alric, Hubert Deschamps, Guy Marchand
1976 • Le grand escogriffe / Суперплут @ Claude Pinoteau
Yves Montand, Agostina Belli, Claude Brasseur, Valentina Cortese, Guy Marchand
1975 • Cousin cousine / Кузен, кузина @ Jean-Charles Tacchella
Marie-Christine Barrault, Victor Lanoux, Marie-France Pisier, Guy Marchand
1972 • Une belle fille comme moi / Такая красотка как я @ François Truffaut
Bernadette Lafont, Claude Brasseur, Charles Denner, Guy Marchand
1970 • Boulevard du Rhum / Ромовый бульвар @ Robert Enrico
Brigitte Bardot, Lino Ventura, Bill Travers, La Polaca, Guy Marchand
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Try to remember
Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow.
Try to remember, and if you remember,
Then follow.
Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept beside your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an ember about to billow.
Try to remember, and if you remember,
Then follow.
Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.
Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.
Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
Although you know the snow will follow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
Without a hurt the heart is hollow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
The fire of September that made us mellow.
Deep in December, our hearts should remember
And follow.
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Years later ...
In a galaxy far far away...
A rebel droid named Wally reassembled the pieces of his enemy...
Not only to gain a friend but an ally in his quest to find his Vader.
And so the two set out to follow their first clue that would lead them to the remote swamp planet Dagobah, there to try and find Swamp Castle but they already knew... it's do or do not. There is no try.
The End.
Episodes so far:
6 - The final showndown (not leaving together)
1 - I'mma gonna get meself a droid!
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Music for today : No man stand alone by Sizzla
A little self in a non-finished building in a abandonned ski resort.
a cool place Lilian made me discover, and again a good photographic moment!
Have a nice day dear friends!!
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You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
Sting
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Music for today : Walking on a dream by Empire of the sun
Back to Iceland photography!!
One of the tongue of the Vatnajökull glacier!!
this one, named Skaftafell, is just beautiful!!
A large tongue of ice finishing dirty with all the rocks it carries in a little lake!!
This is a wide-angle panorama from 12 captures.
I've never seen a so impressive place who leave you a feeling of respect for the nature!!
appreciate that my friends, other shots from the glacier lake and the glacier will come!!
Wikipedia: Vatnajökull is the largest glacier in Iceland. It is located in the south-east of the island, covering more than 8% of the country. With a size of 8,100 km², it is the largest glacier in Europe in volume (3,100 km³) and the second largest (after Austfonna on Nordaustlandet, Svalbard) in area (not counting the still larger ice cap of Severny Island of Novaya Zemlya, Russia, which is located in the extreme northeast of Europe).
The average thickness of the ice is 400 m, with a maximum thickness of 1,000 m. Iceland's highest peak, Hvannadalshnúkur (2,110 m), is located in the southern periphery of Vatnajökull, near Skaftafell National Park. It is classified as an ice cap glacier.
Under the glacier, as under many of the glaciers of Iceland, there are several volcanoes. The volcanic lakes, Grímsvötn for example, were the sources of a large glacial lake outburst flood in 1996. The volcano under these lakes also caused a considerable but short-time eruption in the beginning of November 2004. During the last ice age, numerous volcanic eruptions occurred under Vatnajökull, creating many subglacial eruptions. These eruptions formed tuyas, such as Herðubreið which originally sat beneath Vatnajökull during the last ice age.
Vatnajökull has been shrinking for some years now, possibly because of climatic changes and recent volcanic activity. Until 1930 it was growing. The phenomenon of Jökulhlaup is at present time confined to Vatnajökull.
Wish you a nice week-end dear friends!!
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They say some are gonna win
Some are gonna lose
Some ain't got a chance
While some get to pick and choose
Pick and choose
They say some have found a way
To make their money grow
Some can't even find a place to go
Place to go
I'm tryin I'm tryin
I'm tryin to make some sense of it all
I'm tryin to make some sense of it all
I'm tryin to make some sense of it all
They say some are gonna rise
Some are gonna fall
Some have got it bad
While some seem to have it all
They got it all
Now they've been up to the moon
And they want to go to Mars
They got scientific names for all the Little star
I'm tryin to make some sense of it all
I'm tryin to make some sense of it all
I'm tryin to make some sense of it all
Calvin Russell
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The show must go on... after a short intermission, brought to you by Wall-E TV!
Will Roger defeat the cheeky Jedi? Will he claim his prize? Will he be a happy trooper ever after? Stay tuned for the Droid Hunt finale!
... to be continued.
Episodes so far:
6 - The final showndown (not leaving together)
1 - I'mma gonna get meself a droid!
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than to never feel the breaking apart of my pictures of you.
At seven my parents divorced. It was the saddest time of my life. With time my brother and I grew used to it but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t wonder what life would be like if they were still together. I wouldn’t try to change it and its made me the person I am today. I just want to feel my parents deep in my heart and I do.
We all know that without a negative there wouldn’t be a positive. It’s hard to imagine my life with out my family the way it is. From my broken family two new families formed and I received two beautiful and loving sisters from my mom’s second marriage. My Dad’s wife is awesome too and her kids are my best friends. My memories, my pictures, and my family….They’re all treasured and I’m blessed to hold them so deep in my heart. Break ups are painful and relationships are hard work but a strong family bond is so worth the effort and it’s all I ever wanted.
A Girl And Some Tunes: The Girl With Dangerous Habits
Aucan "The darkest light"
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She is an occult detective. She was born with the power to see angels and demons. She has committed suicide at age 15 after being unable to cope with her visions. She was revived by paramedics but she has spent two minutes in Hell. She knows that because of her actions her soul is condemned to damnation when she dies. She has recently learned that she has developed cancer as a result of her smoking habit.
She knows she is the one soul Satan would come to Earth personally to collect. But she also knows that if she kills one particular demon, she can have a reprieve from death. So she came to this damned district to find this demon.
As soon as she arrives, she can't resist to light a cigarette.
The smoke fills her lungs and makes her more confident for this desperate battle.
She finishes her cigarette and her instinct tells her to go to an old abbey park in the district.
She also feels that there will some demonic presence, but she has her gun holy gun and a bottle of holy water, which can be quite effective on demons.
As she arrives in the abbey park, the wind starts to blow strongly, a way for the demon to mark his presence.
Soon she feels a strong pain in her chest, the cancer is beginning to take over her. She must take a sit, and she tries to regain self control.
She notices there's an evil presence hidden somewhere in the park. That makes her goodwill back, she can not lose this fight. She gets up, lights another cigarette, and holds her holy gun straight, ready to shoot a demon.
She looks everywhere but she can not find the evil. As the night falls and becomes darker and darker, she feels the night will be long.
As she goes around the abbey, the dark presence becomes more and more present...
Another episode in the "A Girl And Some Tunes" series. This one is inspired by the famous Alan Moore's character John Constantine. Stay tuned there's more pics to come!
Model: Sabina
Strobe info:
One Jinbei DC-600 through a 46' softlighter, on the left of the subject at 1,80 meters high with an angle of 45°. The strobe was triggered with pocket wizards TT5.
Music for today : Wrecked again by Allan Taylor
Introducing a new film serie about a recent abandoned hospital near my city.
A large building named "little rocks", empty since a few months and with really cool rooms in it.
Here is the patients room corridor after the passing of scrap dealers!
A really cool building to play in with my film camera!!
Mamiya RB 67 pro-S + 90mm f4.5 lens
Fujifilm Neopan 100 Acros out-of-date film (a very good film I've just discovered)
Have a nice week-end dear friends!
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