I will love you until death do us apart

The wedding of my cousin the other day was perfect. Some women were wearing funny hats, champagne had that gold colour and Heaven's taste, the bride was exquisite, children were building perfect memories, etc etc.

A wedding like in movies you know. Honestly I like it, nobody marry anymore nowadays, at least around us. We're more into the age category now where people get into divorce.

Hell, shouldn't we celebrate sometimes divorces? new life beginnings? Sometimes, I'm sure we should. Might be a good biz to build around that ;)

When I was in the church, one of the best moment to observe people, my eyes got caught by the most welcoming message you can read on the painted window (Thou shall obey me until death).

I really shivered, The warm and happy atmosphere were escaping me for a moment. I wanted to take my brush and transform that awful message into something human, plain... Thou shall fuck happily until death? Thou shall disobey when you heart tell you so? blablabla

Thank ermm God, the lovely couple shared an adorable kiss that brought back the warmth I wanted to feel. I happily left the dark church.

I get a crush !

He is hairy, strong and muscular :P
People call him Conan le Terrible(ment cute)


(And I swear I ll stop playing with my toy and blog for REAL later today tomorrow!)


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When I m not shopping for boots...

I still manage to get a gnome... in boots!
Will perfectly fit in my jungle :D

(yeah yeah, that pic was almost a pretext.. I can make posts from my mobile, I hadn't tried so far, huhu, SO cool!)

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Lazy devil and demons

Shaving, hairs, daugther 'n mom

(Welcome in my bath tube, no more intimacy allowed!)

A moment with my shrimpette. yeah when on holidays, razor rules, I'm sorry for the lack of glamour in that!

Lola helped, it was really cute.

She was so delicate just like she is when dancing.
When she finsihed with my legs, she said :

"now give me your arms, mom" (she wanted full arms! lol)
Hey I swear I do not have hairy arms!

Rammstein unlimited

Got it, got my ticket.

Pretty expensive though.

Concert are being so selective... no money, no music, huh.

I couldn't afford Roger Water's 90 euros' tichet. A pity for me, really really. A shame for him. I know he wants to make money like all the others. He deserves it. But shit, I love what he's done and have no access to it. That's not fair! :P

Anyway, now i have Rammstein in the pocket, i'm as happy as a bee about to dive into sacred pollen!

Gardener's ritual

Woa, i have not left my computer behind me but sitting down to update my bloggie? I thought I'd never make it!

 Just before leaving for Bretonie, I had finished a watercolour painting.


Lovely, pretty one. It was more about spring than summer. Water everywhere.

That was certainly a sign of what we'd get in Bretonie for Summer! grmmmphh

** shaking head, laughing, enjoying every drop of that heavy Bretonish rain **

If you're curious, the whole painting is right there

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.

Cooking is art !

I'm just starting with this one. Watched 3 episodes and intend to get more. It is weird, strange, I like the characters a LOT. The atmosphere too. The unpredictable side of it. I wonder where this one will take me. What are you into at the moment, (talking series!)

Bretonie (part 1)

A week I've been here now... And I'm not suffering from lack of civilization yet! Yeah!
Gotta say the lil house is getting so cosy and comfortable, the hard works for years are paying for sure! :)

So far (yes, yes, enfer et damnation, I am talking of the weather) we've got one beautiful day only. Sunshine, lazy mood and rosé wine (I like rosé, shame on me!;-)

3 hours of sun and rosé wine versus 6 days of rain and delicious planteur cocktails. Life isn't bad in Bretonie!

I welcome the rain, I could work without frustration on the orders I brought with me.
Better, I've started working for myself. Looking through the looking-glass you know. Loving it.

I want to update my blog regularly and I will, I'm just sorry for the bad quality of the photos... my screen is so bad that I can hardly see what I am posting (sigh).

Martin, the devils and demons are like in paradise. It is good to see them enjoying the time without the Parisian stress (that I love : )

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)

Dr Candy & Mrs Candles ?

I'm gonna do that. I've been thinking about it since 2 days, since I talked with him and seing my frustration, he adviced me to create my hidden gallery.

What sells the most are on one side my collages (which is very reassuring, I can express myself so much through them), and my cute and adorable paintings. Innocent, a bit funny and just pretty paintings :) I like them, I paint them feeling light and detached. Like a bee around a flower.

But it's very frustrating. For real I don't feel this way all the time, not at all, of course. I need to express more, stuff I might not want to show or sell. Maybe ugly, plain, dark, pornographic or erotic. Maybe Beauty, but not in the cute way.

I will paint sorrow and pleasure with no limits, free from the others' eyes.
I have no idea. I just know I'm taking all my painting stuff to Bretonie to explore that field.

That hidden gallery, these paintings I might not show to anyone, they will bring the balance I need for the rest of my work.
Does that mean any sense to you?
It's very exciting. I have no idea where I'm going with that. A foot on a new planet.

Same mom, same kitten ...

Conan was inspired the other day :P ... A kitten with perfect tastes already!

"Mojito Spirit, 
(bowing down), 
please keep an eye over our holly souls" : ))

Glam, offbeat .... and a candy for the ears!

Yes I wanted a cigarette the other day.

I was craving a cigarette really. 10 years later (after I stopped), I still feel the desire. Desire, I'll come back to that topic later.

Once I managed to get rid of the cigarette fever... there came that song! haha! Can't get rid of it! Fuck! That's so vicious! :P

I get the song in mind now, as much as the cigarette! ...  merci Guy-Bernard , you've been totally inspired, as usual !

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.

Recovering tigers

Both Satan and Conan have been operated ...

I did not enjoy that day when i sent them to be opened , cut and sewed.

But they recovered much better than I expected. Satan (on the left) could jump on Lola's high bed (2 meters high!) as soon as she went out of her travelling box.

Conan, on the right, ... well Conan slept for a day... then, on the next day he was already trying to fuck again ... if that is not typical, huh !!! ... (not making any conclusion!)

Summer trip

I want it to be exotic, erotic, lazy and busy.

I want hot yellows and reds, I want cooler twilight blues.

I want sand in my shoes, monoï oil on my skin.

Facebook feature

Like what you get on Facebook, I really wanted a simple button "I like" for the posts here.
A button that might avoid comments.

I fnd that super practical... so many times you feel like agreeing or not, enjoying or not, but without giving details.

Ha well, there you go, just click whenever you like it :P

Phone art

You might have seen it already. Such a good idea!
This video is one of the short films shot on a phone that was presented during the Edinburgh International Film Festival. The winner video.


Splitscreen - A Love Story par PayeTaChatte

Next time I try, Paris vs Dinan ... will be quite exotic ;-)

PS: lovely handle for the one who posted the vid!

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 ;-)

Punky Loup and pretty lambs

Loup has got a new hair cut. I proudly suggested the concept of the the idea of it (wait, I am super proud!).. and Martin wonderfully made it possible. It really suits Loup, who enjoys a lot being rock 'n roll !

Isn't he super cute with his Mohawk haircut? Yeah, well I know... I'm just a mom : )))

So my lil wolf arrived the other day at the dancing show in which Lola participated. he was totally into watching the girls training outside (such a hot day, they couldn't train much inside).

Before Lola's dancing show last weekend, Loup was there, little spy enjoying watching the girls training.
 
He was really into it, peeking to them, hiding often. That was quite cute : )

He got bored the rest of the 3 hours of the show. lol

I had so much to blog about tonight but ...

* purring *

Hunting season

I'm so happy for two reasons. Yes that new collage is done and it breaks my heart to put it for sale!
And then, Martin has installed a new tool in my gallery... when you click on a painting, the quality of the image is truly good (which was not the case before because the image adapted to the size of the screen, or something like that). That is so so cool! : ))

That collage about hunting is supposed to tell a lot.

If you're curious about the content, you get details just here : )

Crazy cowgirls vs floating cowboys

vs


Drugstore Cowboy par YopEater

(I'm having a little thing with Gus Van Sant at the moment. I had never seen these two. Really loved them. Crazy ones!)

PS: "Even cowgirls get the blues" ... such a good title!!!

Conan's love bites

Do I mind showing legs and skin? lol, no of course not, I don't mind, actually I don't care.

But that kitten playing with my shorts' threads, the surprise of the claws in the skin.. followed by the caress from his fur... the sun and its shadows.. a simple moment, simple pleasure.Little Heaven.

Loup 's mojo

In case you wonder, a mojo is a magic charm or spell ....

I think Loup gets some mojo already with older girls ...

* proud mama smile *

I'm looking for you

your heat
your sweat
your hopes
your sand
your promises
... your mirages.

Summertime, where are you hiding?

I want to walk in slow motion, to feel the wetness on my skin, to dream of ice cubes as I dream of chocolates.

And now this is my favourite one. (Oh forget about the Janis Joplin one, I can't stand it...)

What a lovely way to burn

So sexy and funny, oh I like it ...

When size matters a little bit, but not really

Run like hell

When I'm in Bretonie, there's one thing I love to do there, that I hate doing in Paris. It's running.

When I run there, alone, with animals around, birds and rabbits... I do enjoy every second of it.

When I run, I don't know if it's to escape something, or to reach something. I like both concepts together. What I know is that I do not run calmly, lol... like slow motion to watch the surroundings, I need to push limits here.

My favourite part though is that break I make when my body just begs for it, just before getting on the way back. A few minutes for myself. Luxury.

Art made of blood, semen, piss and shit?

Soooo shocking!!! Yummmy! :-)))

Andres Serrano, I knew him from this fantastic photo he made for Metallica's album, Load

the original artwork was called "Semen and Blood III", the visual was actually made of bovine semen and blood between two sheets of plexiglass.

Andres said about it: "Lars and Kirk were very into abstract art pretending they were gay. I think they knew it bugged me. It was a statement around all that. I love art, but not for the sake of shocking others. I think the cover of Load was just a piss-take around all that. I just went along with the make-up and all of this crazy, stupid shit that they felt they needed to do."

The thing is... I LOVED that cover, that visual from the very beginning. It was kinda disgusting, looked like blood and saliva to me. But the movement, the shape, it seemed very alive. The colours too.
Once I learnt it was made of blood and semen, I found it even more beautiful. Just regret it was of bovine origin and not human.

Maybe this Piss Christ is his most famous work, because of the controversy it brought...
(Recently in Avignon, the photography frame was even destroyed ... The gallery director plans to reopen the museum with the damaged works   "so people can see what barbarians can do ").

This Piss Christ is actually a photo of a plastic crucifix immersed in the photographer's own urine.

Serrano defended his work as a criticism of the "billion-dollar Christ-for-profit industry" and a "condemnation of those who abuse the teachings of Christ for their own ignoble ends". His work was also damaged in Australia, and neo-Nazis got violent at a Serrano exhibition in Sweden in 2007.

Enough controversy to make it really interesting to me. Besides, honestly I love that pic. I did not know how it was made, but I found some warmth in it, the light, everything, I liked it. Now I know it's a Christ in urine, it makes it crazily interesting! I love it.

Yes it's shocking, but the criticism are not always against religion (mine would be of course!)... Some say it's the Christ's glory despite the world ugliness, etc.
Sister Wendy tells her view in the most adorable and open-minded way here.

Yes, shocking and provocative... but it pushes people to talk, and I do love that!

You can see more of his work here

I love his work on weapons, guns, the "objects of desire" series.. (btw, I love the titles he gives to his art pieces, so very important!)

I'm still wondering about his next show  ... It's pretty extreme... huhu... : ))

I was surprised by that Evil shit ... not by the shit itself (which looks like a yummy brownie, really), but the title of it "Evil shit". Makes my imagination running already. Which Evil ? And if Evil can produce such shit, it makes Evil very real... you can build a whole story around. I like it. ** shrugging **

Je t'aime, moi non plus

Conan and Satan, both aware Summer is in the air already.

(I truly thought Spring would be enough to them, but nenene!)
















(from youtube): "this song should be sent into space to prepare aliens for the French"... lol !

Top (mini) chef

Loup really enjoying the comfort of his Brettonish kitchen...

I'm quite happy I hate cooking! : ))

Some things that you find

are beyond your control

Like... there's thunder, it's raining, I'm just back in Paris. It's hot. My imagination wanders through the rain drops. Beyond my control.



I love you and you're beautiful.

And I love that song : )

Vintage tats 'n girls

Aren't these photos super cute and sexy!

I really love these photos. I have books and books about tats from early last century I've been instantly fascinated by the people then getting tattooed. The contrast between the time (that I imagine kinda old, formal, dusty, in black and white really) and the wilderness of the tats!

I love the eroticism of these photos too.

Probably due to the contrast again of the time and the act of tattooing. Also because I imagine it was far less accepted for women to be tattooed and it must have been some kind of real freedom act.

Freedom's sexy! lol (et je dis n'importe quoi moi parfois! :P)

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)

Kiss me again

it's so funny to get distance and hear about what seems so natural !





and finally, this one, wonderful on the paper, but in real life... huuuuuuu

Avoiding dark waters

We came back early today from Hamburg.
It was intense. I wish we were geographically closer to my beloved father in law. I miss him already.

The devils have been very helpful, bringing their innocence, their optimism. Angels, really (no no, there's nothing contradictory in what I'm saying :)
We tried to distract them sometimes. It worked, and for us too : ))
Never under estimate the power of lil ones!

And just now, I'm sitting down and relaxing, sipping the best planteur cocktail I've ever got (.. life sometimes make lil things taste so much better than usual)

I might be talkative today tonight!

:P

Show me secret sins : )

Mmmm, that little song, its lyrics, its spirit, its lovely use of Godard's scene

a red fairy tale

Just for me : )
Once upon a time (erm, last week)  it was my birthday, but I wasn't into the mood.
I had just lost someone (my mom in law, a couple of days before) who used to make the world look so much better.

I felt like... who will make the world look better now she's gone? I was not very convinced. Down, really.

But then, a friend of mine, an adorable lil woman with freckles and sparkling eyes, knocked at the door. I opened, surprised.

She was standing there, grinning, with 4 kilos of strawberries.

4 kilos!

"happy birthday!"
she said

Suddenly he world looked really pretty.

Bitch vs Bad boy

So we women would be more attracted by bad boys, it's well known.
In magazines they even say a man not smiling at all would be more attractive to women.

Shit. I suspect these articles are written by men.

Of course the bad boy has some sex-appeal. On the screen, in books. In real life, bad boys are just nothing to me. Or just like candies. Just have one from time to time, enjoy what you can get from them... but don't get too much of them.

No no, a man, clever and sensitive, has much more sex appeal to me than a stupid bad boy.
 

What do men enjoy? I wonder. We are supposed to prefer bad boys... Do men prefer bitches?
I would bet that men love their women clever and sensitive most of the day, but real good bitches in bed. hehe... dunno, I only repeat what I've heard!

I think real bitches are pains. Perfect on the screen, but not in real life. Just like bad boys.

PS: oh and psssshhhit... a rel bad boy has no chance in front of a real bitch. Yeah yeah!

Cat and Wolf (kitty and muscles!)

Newly inked

Sunny has made wonderful job on my arms today.
I got the new tattoos I really wanted and even better than I thought. Such an artist !

Sunny worked as fast as she could, for hours. I was totally amazed. You feel the physical energy tattooing requires. It's crazy, physically very intense... And behind you have the concentration and the artistic work.

I got tattoos on both arms. Gotta decorate them more. I'll tell you more about the tats when they are visible. Right now they're healing.
The first arm was fine... but the second... (I'm such a chochotte!)... I felt every needle in the skin. I felt as if my skin had decided to resist, to fight back. Suddenly my skin felt so thick. A thick wall fighting against the needles. And that was painful. Not what Sunny did, but the way my skin was tensed, like under pressure, resisting.

Tonight I'm exhausted, no more physical energy. I wonder if Sunny feels the opposite, as if there had been some kind of energy transfer or something like that. But she worked so hard, I'm sure she must have felt tired from it.

A wonderful experience. With such an artist!

(I'll have more!)




And now... back to healing : )

I want to examine every inch of your frame

There she is again. Petite addiction.

We are what we think, right?

That's a bit scary because what happens when I do really think about just nothing, or... stupid things, or hot sex etc.
Does that make me like nothing? or stupid? or obsessed?
Maybe : )
That's not so important.
Just thoughts.

Today I am broken because I have lost someone SO dear to my heart. Life is unfair and cruel.

Today I am kinda relieved, because I start to understand (and get answers about) what Lola gets. A form of epilepsy that happens at night only. More tests at the Necker hospital to come. Her crisis should disappear when she's a teenager. That's still very painful for the mom that I am.

Today I wonder how people can expect politicians to be "moral examples" ? They're politicians!!

Today... actually the other day (lol) I wondered why it was so chocking that Bin Laden smoked pot and watched porns? Are the media trying to make him popular or something? ;)

Today I wonder (not) if it's appropriate to make jokes about Hitler, or DSK and the Sofitel's woman. What are your limits with jokes? I think personally, it's the talent of the one making jokes that makes anything possible. Talent and sensitivity.

Today I wonder a lot. And that feels good.

Cannes, back to 1990

Do you remember the time when Nic Cage was not totally ridiculous on the screen?
I was a total fan.
Do you remember this one? Wild at heart?
This was so passionate. Just how Life should be!


Wild At Heart (1990) par bmoviebabe

" How can I get out of this sentence? "

Hmm.. lemme think...


Too late, Lars!



To me it sounded as a joke. You can really feel the cold humour behind his words. The artist' provocation.
The guy is punished for talking freely. But as he will mention... he felt like talking to a bunch of friend who would have understood, not to the whole planet. He should have been careful. Should remember we're in a society that judges according to extreme moral codes.

The eye of the tiger

(and the tiger himself :P)

"A man who does not think for himself does not think at all"

 Oh yeah, Oscar Wilde was really right.
I have no idea if the quote is appropriate here. You tell me ;)

That music, which was used for the Matrix, is so good.

The video... I don't know yet what to say about it. I know I like it though.
A man going in the opposite direction of the crowd. Struggling, escaping, like breaking chains.
Makes my mind boil.