Done : )

My varnishing is over.
It went wonderfully : ))

but i am exhausted to a point I feel sick inside, outside.

I need to be in a world with no stress, no bad news, just for a couple of days.

I need love and warmth. My babes are not far, i get love.

My kitties are stuck to me, i get warmth.

I feel lucky to get both.

Swim with the current.. and float away

PS: Such a lovely, inspiring song discovered by a friend, with a fucking good name which echoes a wonderful personality,  Nik WalkingBear : )

Ice-cream

Ice-cream

My favorite flavour? Pistachio, chocolate, mango, vanilla rum, lemon, raspberry, etc.

I'm totally crazy for ice-cream!... but not only.. ;-)

Pushing doors, putting feet on new lands

On the 9th of December, I will make that vernissage. Yes yes I'll make it.
Been so many years since I've done one.

Michelle and Gwenola are pushing me hard to do it. My official guardian angels. I love them, and I love all my precious friends, from so different backgrounds, that offer me support and love at the moment. That's simply incredible. I feel so lucky.

So.. this vernissage it's for now or never maybe. Life has been so bad lately. I gotta find ways to recover. Painting will help, I am sure of that. I get it running through my veins.

Inspiration's here, inspiration's back... motivation will follow some day.

Just a Cigarette.
A painting I've done during summertime, I was reading in a crystal ball maybe, I don't know.

I do want release from absolution

Gene Kelly, Lola's new hero

My devils keep surprising me... Loup starting with modern dance and Lola wanting to start with tap-dancing.
Tap-dancing... I had to explain her really what it was.
And show her.
When she discovered Singing in the rain earlier tonight (and for the first time in her life,) she said she absolutely, totally wanted to sing in the rain the way he did !


(haha yeah!!! Gene rocks! I'm totally supportive again :P)



** happy sigh **

Double challenge (testosterone included)

Yeepeeeee! it has just started! weeks of rugger! I don't want to miss any match of the World Cup.
The lil challenge will be to be able to wake up in the middle of the night... and to avoid wanting a beer at this time of the night... I can't drink that late! (Despite my perfect training, huh! :P)


It's gonna be all good !

Hard Candy (I wish)

and I wish I could get as sticky as possible, at least (that the plan!  ;-)
I'm testing my new sport schedule, to which I'll add individual cardio and musculation stuff.
Somehow... I train 6 days, make a break on one day. lol. But that's ok, half the week is pretty soft.

Yesterday, 2 hours of pure musculation with a trainer I've known since a few months. Full of energy, creative and merciless! Exactly what I want.

Today, and for next three days, I'll get tortures from Lylou.

She's into martial arts and she's a fantastic machine to torture anything required. Tonight, Zumba (not sure I'll love, it's cardio, but too much dance in it to me probably) and adored body combat. 2 hours to get sticky.

Wednesday, Thursday and Friday are truly killer's day. I'm fully trained (I think) yet because the trainers push the level really high with our lil gang... it is always harder. Painful. Goooood! :P

Oh and in 10 days, I'll follow a training on Sunday... self defence !


hehe... I go there for the fun of it with other girls. It's organised by Lylou, super professional, and she teased us in the best way: telling it would be THE opportunity to kick guys' ass there!
haha! Sounds like fun!

Last summer bits & very short stories

The hobbit house is closed till next holidays and my perfect tan is going to vanish soon (tragic sigh)

But I am ...

Excited
I'm back in Paris and that rocks. So much to do, so much work to do, so much hard training and sweating sessions,... and also so many mojitos to share !
 (I'll soon stop talking about mojitos because they're said to be totally out of fashion. grmmphhh! Time to drink something else, huh! any idea?)

Shocked part 1
I thought kids started again with school next week. Wrong!!! They still get 2 weeks of holidays! OMG, in my mind I was starting a new life from next week! But Noooooo!


Shocked part 2
The other day I was on the grass in the park, when a big boy, rugbyman player type, with 2 kids came to me: "Hey B! Is that you??! You haven't changed at all!"
I had the sun in the eyes (who was that guy with easy words?)... took me long seconds to recognize... the guy who used to be my BROTHER for 10 years!
LOL
Ok, I explain. My mom and his dad were married for years. We used to live together, spend all our holidays, sailed together! Then life... hard separation on our parents' side so... contacts were kinda broken... That's sad.

Anyway, We talked and talked, admired each other kids! that was SO nice. He has a flat at 100m from mine! haha
Life and its surprises : )))

Curious
I have no idea what the coming year will bring me. I'm totally excited to start it (yeah, I stick to the kids schedule. A year to me starts in September and ends in June. July and August are a kind of happy purgatory between Heaven and Hell :P)

Certain
This blog is alive 'n kicking. Just writing down all these words, sharing them with you... is very helpful. Why? I have no idea. : ))

Patience pays, bitch !

(sorry my intention wasn't to insult you, I just couldn't help it here!)

Breaking Bad (again!)
Season 1 ... promising
Season 2 ... confirming the exceptional quality of the series
Season 3 ... oh god, you can't miss it, Sergio Leone & Tarantino with lots of sensibility, genius and humour.

Just another lil weakness

Well yeah I get many weaknesses, don't you get any?

... I don't have many weaknesses on a material point of view, noooooo (just SHOES, good wine, acceptable lingerie, almost invisible make-up, big boobs one day - lol -, and oh yeah good food!) ... but silver rings, I do love them. I have a lot of them, I only wish I had more fingers for them.
I keep them in a lil box, can't wear all of them all the time (sigh).

Give me precious stones, gems, I wouldn't wear them! I think I would sold them (for more shoes!)
Diamonds are not my best friends. Just transparent stones.
** shrugging **

Some people get flashes & see Jesus, Or dirty bits. I see shoes.

Little legs, dancing feet and I, happy owner of them all : )

Can't resist sharing my new crush, of course.
I hope you'll appreciate the way I hide the camera with a lil heart (beating fast for this treasure)

They're actually a present from Michelle (i'm not sure she knows about them already :P) for my bday.

I had these shoes in brown, found them two years ago and then... I got a flash, a holly call you see! I needed them in black!

And I found them in black! Now that's a miracle!
My lil feet are just happy again. And i can sleep peacefully for a while. Phewww.

Desire

In my quite fascinating book about  Adolph H. the author mentions a most logical theory that I had never thought about really.
That sucks, I'm really not blond, yet... I simply do not take the time to * think * really. lol (now that sounds very blondish!)

Anyway, the author says somewhere that you desire something that you don't have, that you miss.

Missing, not possessing feed the desire.

But hey, of course that's not stupid... I really want the strawberry pie I don't have right now.
The perfect red wine? no thanks, I've got it for two hours now.

Poor rich men that have already everything!

That's a scary theory... Can't you desire what you have then? You can appreciate what you have but... desire it? Deep inside, is it possible?

(right now I desire classic powerful music, not Wagner (!), something that could take me SO high)

The Gardener's rituals

... is the title of my next paintings series.

Nothing's done yet, but the idea is there.

The title almost guides my pencil and brush.

And it often works this way. I get ideas, sources of inspiration, and suddenly a title come to my mind that will guide my work, give a meaning to it.

There's a lot of construction in the process, but the title is like  the original seed. I find that strange when I think of it. Maybe the visual comes after the meaning, to me. Dunno.
 
The painting will fit the title and not the opposite way to me.

How does it work for other painters, for musicians, for photographers? I wonder.

Differently for sure.

Mojitos and sexy Blonds

Who wouldn't fall for a ....sexy blond mojito?

No one drinks Manhattans nowadays! ** shrugging **
We're all into Mojitos since about a year or two! (but psssshit... whatever the fashion is, god, Mojitos are simply exquisite!)

No Mojito will taste the way you do it. And suddenly I am quite sure you'll remember the recipe! :P

Secret agent X

Loup has a new passion, a new goal in life. Being a secret agent.
He has never heard of James Bond though.
.
I think he has never seen what a secret agent was really... But the title is quite exciting for him I think.

Before he wanted to be a knight. But that involved war, or so he realized. Hm. Being a knight sounded ok but being part of a bloody war, nope.

He decided then to be a secret agent and calls it his new passion :))

Earlier, we went out to find a hat (too much sun lately). And he exulted, found THE hat he wanted and THE tie he thought perfect for a secret agent. I did not resist of course.

Lola petit rat, Lola lovely swan : )

I'll never push Lola to do what she does not want to do (except bloody homework)... but you see, she loves ballet and I find that absolutely brilliant. As long as she gets pleasure, it's perfect. I don't want to push her in a direction that will break her body and high spirits : )

It's been 3 years now Lola has started ballet courses and she has developed such a grace, I can hardly believe it.

It's really ballet that helped her here.

Such a beautiful transformation from the lil girl who was fighting with boys on the grass (she still does it), to the lovely bird on stage, inspired, concentrated and serene. So feminine.

I can't believe I (quite actively :P) participated to the creation of such a delicate creature.

Well, yeah ok, I am proud and happy. ** happy sighing **

Shiba pow blop wizz... Arggh!!!

Last time I shouted "Arggggh!" was when I realized I had uploaded 80 photos on Facebook, instead of one.
And god, there were really photos that should not have been exposed! lol

Yes that was my last panicking Arggh.
Of course, everybody had time to watch them all. Fuck!


I don't often talk of other bloggies, just that I don't have the time to discover any new ones.
Already hard to update my own one...

Anyway, I've known the man behind before I got to know the blog. Which is a first time, usually it's always the contrary.
Fascinating blog. Make what you want of it, really... you just ("just" hides all the research work behind!) get topics, artists, concepts, anything really presented in the most honest way, not polluted by comments or views.

Such a blog had to get such a weird name: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh !

Often it's shocking (which is not the main purpose, and which I find very good anyway, I love to be shaken, my narrow mind to be opened to other worlds), it's so neutral in appearance, so alive by the choice of the topics. Pretty unique ... And always amazingly interesting, free and without any limits that I know of.

Just have a look sometimes if you're curious about this lil addiction of mines ;-)

I am not Robert Mitchum

I'm not Reverend Harry Powell (Robert Mitchum), a serial killer and self-appointed preacher, getting a (not so) black and white personality...

I am not that extreme at all. I mean I am not a serial killer, lol.

Yet I have my own marks too. I had no idea where my tats would take me. What would my body tell.
It's fascinating! I'm truly following what my body asks for.

Today, one of my arms is telling about freedom, the other about love. Yeah I know that sounds very 1970s huh :)

but My love arm gets a snake, which means a lot more than just love. My freedom arm gets skulls, death is present.

See, I do not live in a world made of rainbows (though i love them!).

Sunny made them so much the way I wanted!
She added perfect details, perfect shapes. Such a talent!!! Cherry on the cake, I'm having a real good feed back about them : )

I don't think I'll stop with tattoos...
Once you kill the cow, you gotta get the burger huh

(now... don't tell me you HATE them! :P)