tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33425581084871831112024-03-12T19:15:57.263-07:00LilsireneLilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-86057616228044323362014-03-24T16:02:00.000-07:002014-03-26T18:56:09.811-07:00<br />
<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Movie Buff #5: La Vérité</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">Le procès pour meurtre de Dominique (Brigitte
Bardot) une jeune femme de 22 ans s’ouvre avec le film. D’emblée, on nous
présente une femme scandaleuse pour l'époque (1960), qui ne nie ni le meurtre
qu’elle a commis ni le fait d’avoir des mœurs « légères ». L’accusation note : « elle va dans
des cafés et jusqu'à 3 fois par semaine au cinéma, puis naturellement, elle prend un amant… » Effectivement, Dominique est sensuelle au
possible. Elle reste au lit, danse nue sous les draps même si elle a de la visite, parle cru, est sexuellement très active. C’est
un être complètement guidé par le plaisir, les plaisirs. Elle vit tout
simplement comme une femme libre. Elle est issue d’une nouvelle génération
complètement en rupture avec celle des barbons et des vieilles bourgeoises qui
remplissent le tribunal. Comme le dit Michel, son ami: « elle devrait être
jugée par des jeunes ».</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Si la cour condamne Dominique pour son oisiveté et
son goût pour les bistrots, lieux de perdition où les représentants de jeune
génération se retrouvent, c’est qu’elle condamne en fait tous les représentants
de la Nouvelle Vague, ces jeunes gens qui fument, dansent, font l’amour,
et qui surtout ne « travaillent pas mais pensent ».<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">La victime du meurtre pour lequel comparaît
Dominique, Gilbert (Sami Frey), est d’ailleurs un homme célébré pour son goût
du travail acharné, qui veut rester dans les rails d’une vie toute tracée entre
succès professionnel et vie de famille en devenant un chef d’orchestre connu et
en épousant Annie (magnifique Marie-José Nat), la sœur cadette et sérieuse de
Dominique. Il s’égare pourtant dans les bras de la belle blonde et veut faire d’elle une « femme honnête ». Mais il s’abîme dans une jalousie de plus en plus profonde et dans la frustration de ne
pouvoir mettre en cage sa maîtresse, dont la seule raison de vivre est de ne
jamais penser au lendemain, mais qui aime follement son Gilbert, à sa façon. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aucun des deux ne gagne finalement : le
procès est annulé à la mort de Dominique et les avocats se serrent la main comme
après un match nul au tennis. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Clouzot expose, donc, mais se refuse à juger.
Quant au spectateur, il constate simplement qu’une vie heureuse, qu’une vie
tout court même, n’est possible pour aucun des protagonistes. Ni dans la répression de ses désirs et la
recherche d’une vie « honnête » et convenue, ni dans la quête
inconditionnelle de liberté. Car l’une comme l’autre sont soumises à la réalité
de l’existence, à l’amour, au désamour, à l’ennui, à l’égoïsme et à la
souffrance.</span><span style="font-family: Palatino Linotype, serif; font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b><i>La Vérité, d'Henri Georges Clouzot, 1960. Avec Brigitte Bardot, Sami Frey, Marie-José Nat...</i></b></span></span></div>
Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-88954194755963011052014-03-23T15:44:00.000-07:002014-03-24T16:12:08.973-07:00<br />
<b style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Diagnostics. Où l'on apprend que je ne suis pas schizo, mais bipo.</span></i></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">Après avoir beaucoup parlé avec mon psychiatre et
l’avoir beaucoup questionné, il a convenu que j’étais effectivement bipolaire.</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">C’est étrange, les diagnostics. Quand j’ai
commencé à sérieusement perdre la tête en 2009, on m’a dit que je souffrais d’un
TAG, un « trouble anxieux généralisé ». Je fus traitée en
conséquence, même après ma tentative de suicide de 2011 et durant les trois
semaines d’hospitalisation qui suivirent. </span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Pendant la semaine de sevrage forcé
qui précéda mon entrée à la clinique, je me mis à raconter des histoires sans
queue ni tête : j’avais compris la Bible, je saisissais totalement
l’essence profonde de l’être humain. Bien sûr je ne me souviens absolument pas
de ce que j’ai pu dire. Je me souviens juste des regards de ma mère et de ma
sœur, aussi blasés que mortifiés. </span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Une fois à l’hôpital, je me mis à raconter à
ma psy et à mon infirmière une autre histoire que j’avais déjà racontée
plusieurs fois à A. </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">A mesure que j’en faisais le récit, elle devenait
plus noire et plus précise. Je parlai de l’agression d’un instituteur subie à
l’âge de 7/8 ans. Poussée par A. et par ma propre conviction, je décidai de la
raconter à mon psychiatre à ma sortie de l’hôpital. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">Mais lorsque que les
vapeurs de mon acte suicidaire et du sevrage qui suivit se dissipèrent, je
commençai à me rendre compte que le viol que je pensais avoir subi n’avait en
fait jamais eu lieu. J’étais complètement mortifiée, je pensais perdre
totalement la raison, je ne pouvais expliquer comment j’étais parvenue à me
convaincre aussi parfaitement et avec force détails de quelque-chose qui ne
s’était jamais produit. J’ai donc avoué à A., puis à mon psychiatre, mon
invention.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"> Je suis
persuadée aujourd’hui que c’est cet aveu couplé avec l’antipsychotique donné
par un autre psychiatre à N. pour juguler ma mélancolie (l’état le plus profond
de la dépression) qui a fait penser à mon psy que j’étais atteinte de
schizophrénie. Le médicament que je prenais et prend encore est effectivement
utilisé dans le traitement de la schizophrénie… Et des troubles bipolaires.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Je pense aussi que cette seule et unique « bouffée
délirante», si j’ose dire, fut le résultat d’une succession d’épreuves
psychologiques assez insoutenables: un épisode anxieux suivi d’une tentative de
suicide avec absorption massive de médicaments, un sevrage total d’une semaine
avant une hospitalisation de trois semaines pendant laquelle j’ai été traitée
pour un TAG, ce qui implique une prise de médicaments inefficace et bien plus légère que ce à quoi mon corps
et mon cerveau étaient habitués. Voilà
des douleurs qui feraient perdre la raison à beaucoup. J’ai d’autre part
entendu dire que les bipolaires, au plus fort de la souffrance mentale,
pouvaient être victimes d’hallucinations.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Vint ensuite la période de totale mélancolie à la
fin de l’hospitalisation, période de quatre mois environ durant lesquels je fus
prisonnière de mes tourments, malgré le dévouement total d’A. qui prit le
relais de mes parents, dépassés. Jusqu’à ce psychiatre à N. qui décida de me
traiter au Xeroquel, ce fameux médicament que je prends encore aujourd’hui,
celui grâce auquel j’ai enfin entrevu une lumière au bout de six mois de
souffrance insupportable. Le traitement au Xeroquel fut donc adopté par mon psy
de B. quand je revins y vivre et mon état s’améliora tout doucement.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Cette longue digression pour dire qu’il est très
difficile d’établir un diagnostic de bipolarité, les symptômes étant souvent
les mêmes que ceux d’une myriade d’autres troubles mentaux. Comme mon psy m’a
confié avec un brin de malice: « on dit souvent que pour
diagnostiquer un trouble bipolaire il faut huit ans et huit psychiatres. » Il m’aura fallu cinq ans et trois
psychiatres, et je me garderai bien de dire que l’aventure est enfin terminée.</span><span style="font-family: Palatino Linotype, serif; font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span>Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-16284636526138901842014-03-22T12:25:00.000-07:002014-03-22T12:25:52.458-07:00<br />
<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>Bipolarité vs. Schizophrénie</i></b></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">L’autre soir, j’ai vu deux documentaires sur
France 5. L’un sur les bipolaires, l’autre sur les schizophrènes. J’ai pleuré
tout le long du premier en ayant l’impression de m’entendre, de me voir, en me
rendant compte que je pouvais faire miens les mots de chacun des cinq
intervenants. Sur l’angoisse, la lucidité face à la maladie qui nous frappe, les
descriptions si justes. Le lit comme refuge et tombeau, l’impossibilité
physique de faire le ménage, d’ouvrir le courrier ou de se regarder dans la
glace. </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">La tentation, au plus fort de la
mélancolie, de faire sous soi parce qu’on a pas la force d’aller se</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">soulager. Combien de fois je me suis retenue
d’aller aux toilettes parce que je n’avais même pas la force de tenir sur mes
deux pieds. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">Les pensées suicidaires aussi, les scenari qui nous hantent,
l’envie de mourir aussi présente que celle de manger sans s’arrêter.
L’auto-agression, qui va des petites coupures faites aux ciseaux sur son
poignet le soir juste avant de partir à Londres,</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">à l’engloutissement de pilules
« organisé » ou l’on frôle le point de non-retour. La tentative de
suicide en 2011 appelée tentative seulement parce qu’elle a raté, et pas parce
qu’elle se voulait tentative. Et depuis, le sentiment, que dis-je la certitude
qu’être suicidaire est un état qui va avec une maladie. Je sais que je serai
toujours suicidaire, là je suis juste « sobre ». Le suicidaire est comme
un alcoolique qui ne boit pas. Je sais que si je n’étais pas sous médicaments
cette pulsion reprendrait vite le dessus. </span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">La haine de soi est mon quotidien, a
l’instar de cette dame qui dit ne pas supporter son physique à cause du
surpoids dû aux médicaments et à l’hyperphagie qu’ils entraînent. « Je
n’allume même pas la lumière quand je vais me laver les mains » dit-elle.
Par dégoût de voir son reflet dans la glace. Comme je le connais ce putain de
dégout, ce goût de moisissure dans la bouche, ce désespoir de ne pas arriver à
se penser comme « entière », au point d’avoir peur de se couper les
ongles. Ne même pas avoir la force de laver ce corps que l’on trouve sale parce
que gros, parce que marbré de vergetures parce que disproportionné, parce
qu’abritant un esprit malade. Je connais tout ça, et je peux l’exprimer, je
peux me souvenir de l’état second au plus fort de la mélancolie. Et si j’étais
bipolaire ? Et si mes phases maniaques étaient moins marquées que chez
d’autres ? Et si elles s’exprimaient par un retour à la normale, à la
capacité de pouvoir faire des choses plus que par une rupture bien
définie ? Serait-ce possible ?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Car je n’ai rien ressenti en regardant le
reportage sur les schizophrènes. Même
devant ce jeune homme qui vivait tout seul, n’étant touché que « légèrement »
par la maladie bien qu’handicapé par celle-ci. Je n’ai pas versé une seule
larme pour celui qu’on avait sous-titré tellement ses phrases étaient
incompréhensibles, qui pouvait rester des heures sans bouger ni parler puis soudainement
se lever pour sortir… Il semblait ailleurs, il ne verbalisait rien sur son
affliction. La caméra filmait son œil vide, indifférent au monde, qui ne s’allumait
que quand il parlait de ses phasmes, ces insectes qui ressemblent à des
brindilles ou des feuilles. Quand le journaliste l’a interrogé sur cet amour
inconditionnel, il a répondu qu’il aimait « le mimétisme ». J’ai cru
qu’il parlait du mimétisme entre la bête et lui-même alors qu’il parlait du
mimétisme entre la bête et la plante. Ce garçon ne faisait pas de second degré.
Il en semblait incapable.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Or chez-moi, c’est tout l’inverse : je me
bats sans arrêt pour ma santé mentale, pour mon second degré, pour ma lucidité.
Je veux tout comprendre, je verbalise tout et j’essaie de tout expliquer. Mon
esprit et mon corps ne sont pas dans cette errance qui semble caractériser les
schizophrènes. Mon esprit et mon corps <b>ne
trouvent pas le repos</b>, c’est différent. Et cela ressemble bien plus, à mon
sens, au tourment des bipolaires.</span><span style="font-family: Palatino Linotype, serif; font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span>Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-84695712695194201292014-03-17T16:25:00.000-07:002014-03-17T16:25:21.107-07:00<br />
<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>La vraie visite de Mme C., où la mégère n'est pas celle que l'on croit</i></b></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Bon. Il n’y a eu aucune désapprobation silencieuse de la part de
Mme C. et de ses deux acolytes. Au pire il y a eu une ombre de moquerie dans le regard de l’acolyte femelle lorsqu’A. a expliqué que mon plafond n’avait
jamais été repeint après le dégât des eaux de juin dernier et que le vieux
radiateur de l’entrée était bloqué sur thermostat 5 et que du coup pour me
chauffer c’était « 5 ou rien » et donc ça revenait cher. Bref, qu’il
fallait faire remonter tout cela à la propriétaire, « parce que vous
comprenez, rien n’est fait. » J’ai eu peur un instant que A. ne sorte de
ses gonds mais il est resté parfaitement courtois. Acolyte mâle a laconiquement
répondu « j’en parle à ma collègue » et est ressorti de l’appartement.
<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Je suis sûre que j’aurais des nouvelles de l’agence genre… Jamais.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Mais ce qui mérite vraiment
d’être mentionné, c’est que mon A. est
venu spécialement de N. pour m’aider à récurer l’appart, ou plutôt pour le
récurer tout seul pendant que je m’évanouissais de stress parce qu’il TOUCHAIT
mes affaires. Et qu’en bonne Madame de Récamier en manque de sels, je lui fasse
une scène pas possible parce qu’il avait nettoyé mon pèse-personne à l’eau
savonneuse et à la serpillère, et non avec une lingette désinfectante… Et sans préalablement enlever « la
poussière qui colle » (sic) avec une lingette dépoussiérante. </span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">J’ai honte. De. Moi.Vraiment.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">Quoi qu’il en soit, il s’est drapé dans son calme olympien
habituel, m’a traitée d’emmerdeuse et a fini le ménage. Quand j’ai eût fini d’être une parfaite
connasse je l’ai embrassé partout en lui chuchotant « mille mercis ».
Sur ce il a dit : « va te laver chieuse, pendant ce temps je vais
chercher du McDo ». </span><b><span style="line-height: 115%;">*_*</span></b><span style="line-height: 115%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">Cet homme est parfait</span>. </span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">On a mangé nos burgers et les trois gus de l’agence
se sont pointés, ont passé une minute trente à mesurer mon appart, noter qu’il
possédait une cheminée et un balconnet et sont partis aussitôt. Je n’ai même pas eu le temps de m’angoisser,
et je doute qu’ils aient eu le temps de condamner une quelconque pestilence de ma part dans leur for intérieur.
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">A. m’a ensuite emmenée faire les courses parce que
a) yavait plus rien dans mon frigo vu que je vis de pelures de pommes et de Coca Zero b) c’est dur de porter mon
caddie toute seule dans l’escalier. Enfin, A. est reparti et je me suis rendue
compte que pour faire 400km dans la journée pour nettoyer mon studio, me
nourrir et me prendre tendrement dans ses bras, il devait sacrément m’aimer
celui-là. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Cette
petite histoire me fait me rendre compte qu’il est difficile pour moi, voir absolument affreux de me rendre compte que je peux me comporter comme une parfaite connasse, péter les plombs pour un
rien, devenir la pire mégère que la Terre ait jamais porté. Pourtant c’est ce qui m’arrive, souvent, à
intervalles parfaitement réguliers. Je me transforme en une hydre
assoiffée de sang, remplie de rage, avide de me repaître de A. Je lui hurle
dessus, le culpabilise, l’insulte et le menace. J’essaie même sur lui le chantage
le plus abject, celui du suicide. Je ne sais pas pourquoi il y a tant de rage
en moi, et surtout pourquoi cette rage est dirigée contre lui, alors qu’il est
l’objet de mon amour, alors que je l’aime du plus profond de mon être et que j’ai
la plus grande admiration pour lui. A. est un homme d’une telle dignité, d’une
telle gentillesse ! Il est toujours là pour moi, toujours fiable et prêt à
voir le verre à moitié plein, voire entièrement plein. Il me connaît par cœur et m’aime malgré cela. S’il
supporte mes accès de colère et me pardonne toujours c’est qu’il se rend
compte, dans sa très grande intelligence, que tous mes abus sont l’œuvre de la
maladie, cette chienne à deux têtes. L’une douce, drôle, cultivée, gentille et
reconnaissante, l’autre qui vomit les flammes de l’enfer et jubilerait presque
à faire du mal à celui qui donnerait tout l’or du monde pour que sa compagne soit juste bien, quoi.</span></span>Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-76955588584317217042014-03-16T16:48:00.001-07:002014-03-17T16:12:51.771-07:00<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Aujourd'hui encore ce fut une journée pourrie, ce ne fut même pas une journée à proprement parler... Je me suis réveillée super tard, même plus que super tard: sérieux 19h c'est carrément risible! En plus c'est pas comme si j'en avais besoin, je suis sensée nettoyer mon repaire de crackhead, car Mme C. de l'agence immobilière vient pour "estimer le bien" de ma proprio et putain je déteste avoir quelqu'un chez moi, je déteste ça encore plus parce que je n'arrive pas à rendre propre ces putains de 28m2 et que je ne sais pas POURQUOI c'est aussi dur, ni pourquoi c'est aussi important pour moi. Après tout il y a bien des souillons de part le monde, des gens malades et handicapés comme moi ou même des gens parfaitement sains d'esprit pour qui la propreté de leur appart n'est pas quelque-chose d'essentiel. Et ces gens s'en sortent très bien. Se foutent de ne pas être élus "ménagère de l'année", ne se foutent pas la rate au court-bouillon parce qu'une une employée de l'agence immobilière locale remarquera le poil de cul dans la baignoire. J'envie ces gens, oui je vous envie tous autant que vous êtes, parce que vous vous inquiétez seulement de choses objectivement inquiétantes et que vous vous carrez au cul, sans même vous en rendre compte, tous les jugements potentiels de personnes qui ne traversent votre vie que genre, 5 minutes. Soyez bénis.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Parce que moi, j'ai l'impression que le jugement n'est pas potentiel mais bien réel et qu'il va sortir de la bouche de l'inconnue tel un flot divin et s'abattre sur moi sous la forme de remarques perfides, sifflantes, auxquelles je ne pourrais pas répondre, desquelles je ne pourrais pas me défendre. Parce que j'ai un putain d'esprit d'escalier. Eh non, la répartie c'est pas mon fort. Et ça me fout la trouille, et je ne peux pas m'empêcher d'appréhender ce moment, ces 5 petites minutes d'inspection comme une folle. C'est marrant d'utiliser cette expression, "comme une folle". C'est exactement, précisément ce que je suis et serai toujours, putain de merde.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Quoi qu'il en soit, même si Mme C. est particulièrement bien élevée et ne me vomit pas mon incompétence ménagère au visage, il y aura ce fameux reproche silencieux que je sentirai de toute façon. Et ce, même si la femme qui va inspecter mon appartement durant 5 minutes donc, ne pensera à rien d'autre qu'à son prochain rendez-vous pro ou au dîner qu'elle va préparer le soir même pour son mari et son fils: "un velouté aux poireaux ça serait super mais est-ce que Léo aime les poireaux? Au pire je lui prendrai des nuggets"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Elle va peut-être se dire "c'est un peu sale ici, un peu poussiéreux, les joints de la douche ne sont pas nickels et il y a quelques cartons qui traînent" et puis elle va penser à son velouté aux poireaux et à sa collègue Jeanne qui décidément est une sale truie, on peut pas lui faire confiance, elle est jalouse et mal baisée cette femme.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Et moi, esprit malade, je vais enregistrer toutes les ombres qui passeront dans ses jolis yeux bleus (oui dans mon esprit elle a des yeux bleus et de longs cheveux auburn et elle a 35 ans au plus et c'est un putain de canon). Donc quand toutes ses pensées à elle ombreront ses jolis yeux je ramènerai tout à moi et je me sentirai honteuse et nulle et mise à nu parce que mon appartement ne ressemble pas à une photo de Design Sponge ou de Elle Décoration. Et sa désapprobation silencieuse, réelle ou inventée, me coupera de mille entailles aussi invisibles que douloureuses. Et il n'y a rien que je puisse faire pour empêcher ça.</span>Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-58268129602396710142014-03-15T11:53:00.000-07:002014-03-17T16:14:50.843-07:00<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">J'ai la schizophrénie triste et crasse aujourd'hui. Je suis encore en pyj', j'ai bouffé du riz datant d'hier soir directement dans la casserole, qui gît maintenant sur un pouf. Et c'est dégueu, je le savais avant d'y mettre ma fourchette. Mon appart est sale, cradingue on dirait un repaire de crackhead. Pourtant je ne fume pas de crack, non moi ma drogue c'est Prozac, Seresta et Xéroquel, aka le traitement de base, MON traitement de base de la petite sirène schizo que je suis. Je viens de poster des photos de mon appart en bordel sur Facebook, je crois que j'ai affolé ma soeur, qui a affolé ma mère, qui vient d'essayer de m'appeler. En général elle appelle quand elle sait que je suis flippée ou quand je viens de l'appeler pour lui dire de m'appeler. Ah, un message vocal probablement long comme le bras. (Hello maman). J'ai pas envie d'écouter c'est mal?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">La brève du jour ça devait être "j'ai fait sursauter mon lapin en échappant une petite cuillère sur le clavier de mon ordi, haha, hahahaha, trop drôle #lapinepeureuse"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Mais on est d'accord, "<b><i>aujourd'hui j'ai la schizphrénie triste et crasse</i></b>" c'est quand-même beaucoup mieux, ça claque davantage, ça fait edgy. Alors que c'est juste la misère mais il paraît qu'il faut que j'assume, que j'accepte, je suis malade quoi. Et pour toute ma vie. Et ça fait chier, ya des jours c'est insupportable. Un peu comme aujourd'hui. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">*grognements comme Adam dans Girls*</span>Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-30934501779619502822013-04-14T08:57:00.002-07:002013-05-27T11:17:54.751-07:00Movie Buff #4 - Dead Man Down<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Malheureusement le film souffre d'un scénario archi-convenu (meurtre d'une famille et revanche d'un seul homme) et qui part dans de mauvaises directions. Ainsi, Béatrice, le soi-disant monstre, comme la surnomme les gamins de son quartier, est à peine défigurée. Franchement. Qu<span style="font-size: small;">el</span>ques cicatrices sur le visage et une oreille qui saigne un peu, on a vu pire. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">En plus elle s'est fait ses trois balafres dans un accident de voiture. Hum. Là on rêve d'une idée plus osée, telle une agression ou un viol qui l'aurait laissée bien plus amochée et pourrait motiver son obsession à TUER celui qui lui a "détruit le visage". Non pas que je considère que les accidents avec délit de fuite ne soient pas traumatisants et violents, mais en l'occurrence ça ne fonctionne guère avec le côté polar noir et nerveux que le film veut se donner. Enfin je pense. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Et puis une agression qui défigure et donne la rage au ventre n'est pas le pire poncif qui soit! Pourquoi passer à côté, se refuser à ouvrir cette brèche, alors que le scénario use allègrement de pauvres immigrés qui n'ont pas eu de chance vu qu'ils se sont fait décimer par des méchants mais qu'un des leurs a survécu et passe d'ingénieur papa-poule à tueur sur-entraîné. Bref, nous sommes en présence d'un scénar bancal ma chère lectrice.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Et que dire, que dire du final boosté à la testostérone qui a la finesse d'un Die Hard? Mis à part que... Il a la finesse d'un Die Hard. On est loin de la subtilité, du nerf et de la capacité à oser d'un James Gray, par exemple.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Reste que Noomi rapace est fabuleuse, comme d'habitude. Elle hypnotise, elle est juste, elle est magnifique malgré ses marques. Est-ce peut-être un peu pour ça qu'on a autant de mal à la trouver atrocement mutilée? NAN. Elle est trop "joliment" mutilée, c'est ça le problème.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">La bonne surprise vient d'Isabelle Huppert, parfaite en mère française un brin excentrique et un brin sourde. On voit qu'elle s'éclate profondément à susurrer ses répliques françaises à une Noomi pas vraiment </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">fluent</i><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">. Et ce plaisir est, je dois dire, communicatif. Mais du coup cette légèreté jure atrocement avec le reste du film. Qu'importe, c'est peut être ce qu'il y a de plus réussi.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Here's a movie which was potentially a dream movie: gangs of NYC at war, a revenge-seeking scarfaced lady, a guy who's infiltrating a gang... Yeah, dream on.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Unfortunately, the script is way too cliché (slaughter of a family and revenge of a loner) and quite unconvincing . Thus, Béatrice, the so-called monster (as neighborhood kids name her), is barely disfigured. Honest. A few scars on one side of her face and a bleeding ear. No big deal! </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>We learn she was involved in a car accident. A car accident? Come on! Wouldn't an attack or rape be more powerful? It would have let her more beat up and could justify her thirst for killing the man who "destroyed" her face. Let me be clear here: I don't think car accident-related injuries are trivial, but I do think this idea is too "weak" for the "film noir" purpose of the film.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Moreover, an attack that disfigures a woman and infuriates her is not the worse commonplace that is. Why not going for it when the script deals with poor-immigrants-who-got-unlucky-and-ended-up-slaughtered-by-villains? I declare this script shaky, my dear.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>And what can I say about the last part of the movie, except that it's filled with testoterone and has the subtelty of a Die Hard flick? Let's see... It is filled with testosterone and has the subtlety of a Die Hard flick. We're miles away from one James Gray here.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i> Nevertheless, Noomi Rapace is fabulous, as she always is. She mesmerizes the audience, she's perfect and beautiful in spite of her scars. Maybe that's the reason why one finds it so difficult to see her as disfigured? No it's not. It's just that she's "prettily" disfigured. That's the problem.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>As for Colin Farrell, he is totally convncing in his caricatured part and shows off how saturnine, nervous and handsome he can be. I'd love to see him in a James Gray movie...</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>What comes as a good surprise is Isabelle Huppert's performance. She plays Beatrice's excentric deaf mother. Her pleasure to tell her lines in French to a non-fluent Noomi is contagious. Even if this lightness doesn't quite fit with the rest of the film. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Je viens de découvrir un Tumblr passionnant. Il s'agit de "Commuters", dans lequel la photographe<a href="http://rebeccadavisvideo.com/" target="_blank"> <span style="color: #666666;">Rebecca Davis</span></a> se plaît à prendre en photo de petits instantanés dans les transports en commun new-yorkais. On y voit ces "usagers", ces gens qui comme toi et moi qui passent de longs moments de leur vie dans le métro, le tram, le train, le ferry et j'en passe. Si tu es comme moi, tu es souvent fascinée par ces anonymes, tu les regardes rire, parler entre eux, manger, dormir ou bavasser au téléphone. Tu détailles leurs tenues et leur imagines une biographie, bref, tu te repais de ces scènes ordinaires. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Il y a tout de même une question qui me trotte dans la tête: les photos sont-elles mises en scène ou la photographe arrive-t-elle à capturer les visages de façon "mercenaire"? Et le cas échéant, comment sort-elle vivante du métro sans se faire écharper par des usagers énervés de se voir ainsi scrutés?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Va donc vite voir ce Tumblr, parcours les 16 pages et fais-toi une idée, puis repasse par ici pour me donner ton sentiment, s'il te plaît.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">"Commuters", <a href="http://newyorkunderground.tumblr.com/">http://newyorkunderground.tumblr.com</a></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>I've just come accross a fascinating Tumblr</i></span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>. I</i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>n "Commuters", the photographer Rebecca Davis </i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>takes <span style="font-size: small;">snapshots</span> of New-York commuters during their <span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: small;">daily outward and return trips</span></span>.</i></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> If you're like me,<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span>you'd often find <span style="font-size: small;">yourself</span></i><span style="font-size: small;"><i> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">watching</span> your fellow commuters</span></i><span style="font-size: small;"><i> laugh, </i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>chat, eat, sleep or </i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>bla<span style="font-size: small;">ther</span> on the phone. You'd look at their outfits<span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-size: small;">and</span></span> imagine a life for them. <span style="font-size: small;">In other words, y</span>ou'd feed on these trivial moments.</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>What<span style="font-size: small;"> I find </span>powerful about "Commuters" is that it gives us a<span style="font-size: small;">ll these "slices of life" in a very<span style="font-size: small;"> realist<span style="font-size: small;">ic way (I love pictures of sle<span style="font-size: small;">eping people,<span style="font-size: small;"> </span>they</span> are genius) while enabling us to feel the<span style="font-size: small;">ir utter poetry.</span></span></span></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><i><br /></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Please check <span style="font-size: small;">this Tumblr out, read the 16 pages an<span style="font-size: small;">d p<span style="font-size: small;">onder on this. Then come back here and tell<span style="font-size: small;"> me how you feel<span style="font-size: small;"> about <span style="font-size: small;">Davis's work. Please do.<span style="font-size: small;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><i> </i></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">"Commuters", <a href="http://newyorkunderground.tumblr.com/">http://newyorkunderground.tumblr.com</a></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #073763;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #666666;">© </span></span></i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #666666;">Toutes les photographies ci-dessus sont <span style="font-size: small;">la propriété <span style="font-size: small;">de newyorkunderground.tumblr.com b<span style="font-size: small;">y Rebecca <span style="font-size: small;">Davis</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>.<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #666666;"> </span></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Hey lectrice! J'ai reçu les pinceaux Real Techniques by Samantha Chapman commandés sur le site américain <span style="font-size: small;">iH</span>erb et je suis ravie! Le colis est arrivé sous 10 jours via La Poste sans aucun frais de douane. J'avais pris l'option à 12$ avec suivi de la commande (tracking) pour plus de sécurité, mais d'après les retours que j'ai <span style="font-size: small;">eus</span>, on reçoit sans problème sa commande avec les frais de port "normaux" à 6$.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Première impression, on a envie de rester là à regarder et manipuler les pinceaux tellement ils sont beaux et doux. Le visuel est parfait. Quel plaisir de jeter mes vieux pinceaux de supermarché en fin de vie et de les remplacer par ces beautés!!! J'ai trouvé que ma salle de bains gagnait en classe ;)</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <span style="font-size: small;">J</span>e les ai tous essayés, mis a part le <span style="font-size: small;">Pixel-Point Eyeliner <span style="font-size: small;">Brush</span></span> <span style="font-size: small;">car je n'ai pas de pot d'eye liner liquide (je n'aime pas ça, je préfère mon <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Perfect Slim Liner</span> de L'Oréal</span>). Dans l'ensemble, je les trouve exceptionnellement doux et agréables à utiliser. Il<span style="font-size: small;">s sont très <span style="font-size: small;">efficace<span style="font-size: small;">s aussi, j'ai eu l'impression d'être<span style="font-size: small;"> beaucoup mieux maquillée <span style="font-size: small;">que d'habitude dès la première utilisation<span style="font-size: small;">. Surtout <span style="font-size: small;">avec les pinceaux à yeux.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><i>Le Buffing Brush:</i></b> Je l'utilise pour appliquer <span style="font-size: small;">ma poudre compacte ou li<span style="font-size: small;">bre (en ce moment <span style="font-size: small;">la <span style="font-size: small;">Universal Invisible Lo<span style="font-size: small;">ose Setting Powder</span></span> de Laura Mercier). Je trouve l'application bien plus précise qu'un pinceau à poudre plus touffu. Par contre il faut avoir la main légère<span style="font-size: small;">, tout du moins avec <span style="font-size: small;">la poudre libre</span></span>, <span style="font-size: small;">car le pinceau a<span style="font-size: small;">ttrape beaucoup de matière. Il est<span style="font-size: small;"> décrit comme un pinceau fait pour le fond de teint compact ou la po<span style="font-size: small;">udre compacte minérale</span></span>, mais les soeurs Chapman l'utilise<span style="font-size: small;">nt <span style="font-size: small;">comme pinceau à fond de teint.</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Perso, j</span>e n'aime pas <span style="font-size: small;">appliquer mes fonds de teint au pinceau<span style="font-size: small;">. <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">M</span>ais étais-je supposée laisser ce pinceau<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> tout seul dans son étui pour autant? C'eût été dommage<span style="font-size: small;">. Parce qu'il est d'une douceur et d'un confort à l'application I-N<span style="font-size: small;">-E-G-A-L-<span style="font-size: small;">A-B-L-E-S</span>.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>Le Contour Brush</b></i>: Pa<span style="font-size: small;">rfait pour appliquer<span style="font-size: small;">, comme son nom l'indique, un contour. Comme j<span style="font-size: small;">'ai les joues bien rondes, j<span style="font-size: small;">e pose <span style="font-size: small;">très souvent un<span style="font-size: small;">e poudre <span style="font-size: small;">compacte un poil plus foncée que ma carnation pour les creuser. En ce moment c'est la<span style="font-size: small;"> Poudre Compacte Pou Pou Pidou! de Noci<span style="font-size: small;">bé<span style="font-size: small;">. Il faudra que j'in<span style="font-size: small;">vestis<span style="font-size: small;">se un jour un dans un<span style="font-size: small;">e vraie poudre-contour, mais <span style="font-size: small;">comme la <span style="font-size: small;">Nocibé fait très bien la blague, <span style="font-size: small;">ça peut attendre.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><b>Le Po</b></i><i><b>i</b></i><i><b>nted Foundation Brush</b></i>: Pile poil à la bonne taille pour fondre l'anti-cernes,<span style="font-size: small;"> il glisse bien sur la peau, par contre s</span>es poils sont un peu durs. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>Le Base Shadow Brush</b></i>: Un très bon pinceau pour appliquer son fard sur la paupière mobile<span style="font-size: small;">. Rien à dire<span style="font-size: small;">, il est très bien le petit.</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>L' Accent Brush</b>: <span style="font-size: small;">Mon coup de coeur de ce <span style="font-size: small;">kit. Il permet de dessiner bananes et <span style="font-size: small;">autres "outter Vs" en un clin d'oeil et très facilement. Le résu<span style="font-size: small;">ltat est <span style="font-size: small;">à tomber, et moi qui ne suis pas dou<span style="font-size: small;">ée pour faire des maquillages un peu précis (eye<span style="font-size: small;">-liner excepté<span style="font-size: small;"> où </span>là je touche ma bille).</span> <span style="font-size: small;">J</span>e suis conquise!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Hi reader! I <span style="font-size: small;">recently received</span> my Real Techniques by Samantha Chapman brushes that I had ordered from the US website iHerb. I am so glad! I got <span style="font-size: small;">the</span> package <span style="font-size: small;">in my mailbox</span> within 10 days and there was no custom fees. I chose shipping with a tracking option, which cost<span style="font-size: small;">ed</span> me 12$, but I was told that the "normal" 6$ option was completely safe.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I tried them all <span style="font-size: small;">exep</span>t for the </span></i><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Pixel-Point Eyeliner <span style="font-size: small;">Brush because I don't have a liquid liner (I don't like it, I prefer my Perfect Slim <span style="font-size: small;">L</span>iner by L'Oréal). The brushes are the softest I have ever tried and are really pleasant to use. They are also very efficient: using them, especially the eye ones, made me feel like I was much better made-up than usual.</span></i></span></span></span></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">The</span> Buffing Brus<span style="font-size: small;">h</span></b>: Absolutely perfect to apply loose or compact pow<span style="font-size: small;">de<span style="font-size: small;">r</span>. I <span style="font-size: small;">find it so precise to <span style="font-size: small;">diffu<span style="font-size: small;">se <span style="font-size: small;">my Laura Mercier <span style="font-size: small;">Un<span style="font-size: small;">iversal Invisible Loose Setting Powder</span></span> ! <span style="font-size: small;">Y</span>ou still have to<span style="font-size: small;"> tap the brush before use</span> because <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">it captures</span> a lot of product. The brush is described<span style="font-size: small;"> a<span style="font-size: small;">s <span style="font-size: small;">suitable for mineral<span style="font-size: small;"> / compact <span style="font-size: small;">powder </span>but he Chapman sisters use it as a foundation brush. I'm sure it's perfect for that matter but I prefer to <span style="font-size: small;">apply</span> my foundation with my fingers. I <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">like</span> the<span style="font-size: small;"> </span>natural finish<span style="font-size: small;"> </span>of it. <span style="font-size: small;">Anyways, <span style="font-size: small;">it would have been a shame to le<span style="font-size: small;">ave this<span style="font-size: small;"> lovely</span> brush i<span style="font-size: small;">nside</span> its case, would<span style="font-size: small;">n<span style="font-size: small;">'t it?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>The Contour Brush</b>:<b> </b><span style="font-size: small;">Perfect brush to contour your face. As I have round and full cheeks, I use a Nocibé Compact Powder to contour my face. I really need to get me a propper contour powder, but I guess that can wait, cause the <span style="font-size: small;">Nocibé</span> one is just allright. Keep in mind <span style="font-size: small;">that <span style="font-size: small;">you can</span></span> use this brush to apply your blusher on the apple of the cheek because it's<span style="font-size: small;"> </span>pointy and thin enough for that matter.</span></i></span></span></span></div>
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Perfect size to buff concealer in. <span style="font-size: small;">Does the job pretty well<span style="font-size: small;"> even if its <span style="font-size: small;">bristles</span> are a bit hard.</span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">The</span> Base Shadow Brush</b>: Very good brush t<span style="font-size: small;">o apply base eyeshadow on the lid. Nothing else to say, the boy <span style="font-size: small;">is pretty goo<span style="font-size: small;">d.</span></span></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">The</span> Deluxe Crease Brush</b>: <span style="font-size: small;">Sup<span style="font-size: small;">posed to be a crease <span style="font-size: small;">brush, but I f<span style="font-size: small;">ind it too wide for my little eyes. I use it to b<span style="font-size: small;">lend e<span style="font-size: small;">yeshadows in, but I jus<span style="font-size: small;">t saw a video by Nic Haste (<span style="font-size: small;">one of the Chapman sisters) in which she uses it <span style="font-size: small;">to buff concealer in. I'll give it a go.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">The </span>Accent Brush</b>: <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">I really love this brush. It enables one to create "outter Vs" very easily. The outcome is just perfect,<span style="font-size: small;"> I <span style="font-size: small;">c<span style="font-size: small;">an assure you (I'm so bad at doing precise makeups, except for eyeliner). I'm thrilled!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>The Brow Brush</b>: I'm lucky enough t<span style="font-size: small;">o have dark bushy eyebrows that I needn't<span style="font-size: small;"> fill in. S<span style="font-size: small;">o I <span style="font-size: small;">use this <span style="font-size: small;">angle brush (soo soft) to remove powder remains from my bro<span style="font-size: small;">ws and <span style="font-size: small;">give them a shape. But I really need to use this brush for a<span style="font-size: small;"> more glamourous</span> purpose<span style="font-size: small;">.<span style="font-size: small;"> Maybe to push eyeshadow on the las<span style="font-size: small;">hline?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">There you go reader! I hope this little rev<span style="font-size: small;">ew</span> of the Real Techniques by Samantha Chapman brushes will be of any use to you, or si<span style="font-size: small;">mpl<span style="font-size: small;">y that you'll have a good time maki<span style="font-size: small;">ng fun of my so-2007-bad-bad-compact-camera<span style="font-size: small;">-</span>pictures.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> </i></div>
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Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-74591613291475500322013-02-14T22:21:00.001-08:002013-02-14T22:21:53.627-08:00Wintry Parisian Dream II<br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bonjour lecteur! <span style="font-size: small;">Aujourd'hui o</span>n poursuit ma petite escapade parisienne au travers de photos que j'ai prises dans le sud parisien et sur les quais de Seine. Boulevard Montparnasse, Jardins du Luxembourg<span style="font-size: small;">,</span> Notre-Dame... Que de beauté!</span></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Hi, reader! <span style="font-size: small;">Today</span> is the time to <span style="font-size: small;">display for you</span> the second part of my little Parisian escapade<span style="font-size: small;">.</span> <span style="font-size: small;">Most of the pictures I took are of</span> Southern Paris and of th<span style="font-size: small;">e banks of </span>the Seine River<span style="font-size: small;">:</span> Montparnasse Boulevard, The Luxembourg Gardens<span style="font-size: small;">,</span> Notre-Dame-De-Paris... So much beauty!</span></span></i></div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsP6K1a79jOXhCPhWW5YTCO2p62bA7gjOvHHhBLLRYzuw7nul7Dmdxnd3yQ8hYefgWiXu-Zx5IjzxnnTXF_XaT8PclHzPO1O2fhWoMqUk7zk6u5qpNg3c4Ac0oPRb6NE9ezDIn1646FgYq/s1600/Paris+2013+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsP6K1a79jOXhCPhWW5YTCO2p62bA7gjOvHHhBLLRYzuw7nul7Dmdxnd3yQ8hYefgWiXu-Zx5IjzxnnTXF_XaT8PclHzPO1O2fhWoMqUk7zk6u5qpNg3c4Ac0oPRb6NE9ezDIn1646FgYq/s640/Paris+2013+038.JPG" width="548" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">La Tour Eiffel dans la brume, depuis le boulevard Montparnasse / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>The misty Eiffel Tower from Montparnasse Boulevard</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Le dôme du Panth<span style="font-size: small;">é</span>on depuis les jardins du Luxembourg / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>The dome of the Pantheon shot from the Luxembourg gardens</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Une statue aux jardins du Luxembourg / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>Statue, The Luxembourg gardens</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">La Tour Montparnasse depuis les jardins du Luxembourg / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>The Montparnasse Tower, shot from the Luxembourg gardens</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Les Jardins du Luxembourg / <i><span style="color: #073763;">The Luxembourg Gardens</span></i></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Les Jardins du Luxembourg / <i><span style="color: #073763;">The Luxembourg Gardens</span></i></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Les Jardins du Luxembourg / <i><span style="color: #073763;">The Luxembourg Gardens</span></i></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Les Jardins du Luxembourg / <i><span style="color: #073763;">The Luxembourg Gardens</span></i></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Les Jardins du Luxembourg / <i><span style="color: #073763;">The Luxembourg Gardens</span></i></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"Le Petit Journal", un ancien club de jazz parisien / <i><span style="color: #073763;">"Le Petit Journal" (The Small Paper), an old parisian jazz club.</span></i></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Le Sénat, abrité par le Palais du Luxembourg / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>The French Senate, also known as the "Palais du Luxembourg"</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> Quel emploi du temps <span style="font-size: small;">équilibré</span>! / <i><span style="color: #073763;">"8 hours of work, 8 hours of sleep, 8 hours of leisure" What a<span style="font-size: small;"> balanced</span> schedule!</span></i></span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Voilà! C'est tout pour ce<span style="font-size: small;">tte fois<span style="font-size: small;">! Je pars à la montagne, <span style="font-size: small;">(</span>dans les Pyrénées plus précisément) dans quelques jours<span style="font-size: small;"> et je ne manquerai <span style="font-size: small;">pas, lect<span style="font-size: small;">eur, de prendre des photos par milliers <span style="font-size: small;">p<span style="font-size: small;">our</span></span> <span style="font-size: small;">te faire partager un séjour qui s'annonce mémorable<span style="font-size: small;">. A bientôt.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i> </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>That's all folks! For now. Be patient, 'cause I'll hit the road in a couple of days to quench my thirst for sublime landscapes. The Pyrenees my friend, the Pyrenees! See you soon for more pictures.</i></span></span></div>
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Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-71594622865767852842013-02-11T10:53:00.005-08:002013-02-11T10:58:49.732-08:00Wintry Parisian Dream I<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bonjour lecteur! <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Je vais partager avec t<span style="font-size: small;">oi q</span></span>uelques photos prises lors de mon dernier weekend à Paris. En cette fi<span style="font-size: small;">n du mois de janvier l</span>'air était froid et<span style="font-size: small;"> </span>brumeux. J'ai eu alors envie de photographi<span style="font-size: small;">er</span> cette ville chérie en noir et blanc, avec le <span style="font-size: small;">désir</span> qu<span style="font-size: small;">e le résultat</span> rend<span style="font-size: small;">e</span> <span style="font-size: small;">pa<span style="font-size: small;">lpable<span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-size: small;">ce froid vif qui nous a accompagné tout au long de nos promenades.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-size: small;">Pour commencer</span> cette série, <span style="font-size: small;">voici </span>mes clichés d<span style="font-size: small;">u célèbre marché aux puces de Saint-Ouen.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Hi reader! <span style="font-size: small;">I</span>'m gonna share with you the pictures of my last week-end in Paris. It was the end of January and the air was cold and misty.<span style="font-size: small;"> </span> I felt like shooting this beloved city of mine in black and white, <span style="font-size: small;">hoping th<span style="font-size: small;">e outcome</span> would</span> render the <span style="font-size: small;">cold sharp feeling</span> of a whole day spen<span style="font-size: small;">t </span>walking<span style="font-size: small;"> the streets</span>.</span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> To start with, here are <span style="font-size: small;">p<span style="font-size: small;">hotos</span> of the famous Saint-Ouen flea market.</span></span></span></i></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">L<span style="font-size: small;">'Homme-Poisson<span style="font-size: small;">. </span></span></span>Les Puces, Saint-Ouen / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>Part fish part male. Saint-Ouen flea market</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Les Puces, Saint-Ouen / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>Saint-Ouen flea market</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Les Puces, Saint-Ouen / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>Saint-Ouen flea market</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Tête de cerf. Les Puces, Saint-Ouen / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>Deer head<span style="font-size: small;">. </span>Saint-Ouen flea market</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Berceau. </span>Les Puces, Saint-Ouen / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>"All the promises we make, from the cradle to the grave<span style="font-size: small;">". </span>Saint-Ouen flea market</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bouteille dans l<span style="font-size: small;">a neige. </span>Les Puces, Saint-Ouen / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>Sno<span style="font-size: small;">w bottle. </span>Saint-Ouen flea market</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Gérard Depardieu crèche aux <span style="font-size: small;">Puces! </span>Les Puces, Saint-Ouen / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>Gérard Depardieu dwells aux Puces! Saint-Ouen flea market</i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Pimp my motorbike. Les Puces, Saint-Ouen / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>Saint-Ouen flea market</i></span></span></span></span></td></tr>
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Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-31700820671457790882013-02-08T11:11:00.004-08:002013-02-08T11:11:52.054-08:00New Year Post<br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> En cette nouvelle année, j'ai envie de prendre du temps pour mon blog, de le rendre plus personnel grâce à des articles et des photos "maison". Jusqu'à présent il n'est qu'une annexe de mon Pinterest, ce qui est hyper réducteur (et redondant, <span style="font-size: small;">donc inutile, c'est dommag<span style="font-size: small;">e</span></span>). J'ai aussi envie de le rendre davantage accessible aux personnes non francophones. Dorénavant je traduirai tous mes billets et légendes de photo en anglais. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Pour ce "nouveau" blog, je commence par vous offrir un billet qui fleure bon l'été. Certes c'est anachronique, mais par ce froid de canard et ce temps pluvieux, je me remémore avec délice mes vacances passées au Cap Ferret, sur la côte Atlantique. J'y vais presque tous les étés et ces quelques semaines me font toujours un bien fou! Je vis au rythme du soleil, du vent dans les pins, de ma famille, de nos fous rires, des siestes d'après repas pharaoniques, du sable qui s'insinue partout, des baignades, du tartinage soigneux de crème solaire... </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Sur ces mots voici donc quelques photos qui sentent bon l<span style="font-size: small;">e monoï</span> et les embruns.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>As a new year begins, I feel like taking more time to keep my blog "in repair". I want to make it more personal, with homemade articles and photographs. <span style="font-size: small;">F</span>or now it's just an extent of my Pinterest account,<span style="font-size: small;"> and thus</span> is useless and redudant. A blog should be wider than that. </i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>I also aim to make my blog more accessible for readers who don't speak French. Hence, I'll translate every post or caption into English for you guys.</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Without further ado</span>, </span>I begin with a summerly post. Quite anachronistic you'd say. I hear you but with such cold and rainy days, I feel the need to remember my summer vacation at Le Cap Ferret, on the French Atlantic coast. I've been going there almost every summer for years and the weeks I spen<span style="font-size: small;">d</span> there always make me feel so good and free! My rythm is the same than <span style="font-size: small;">that</span> of sunshine, wind in the pinetrees, my family, laughters, after-lunch naps, sand everywhere, swims, <span style="font-size: small;">thouroughl<span style="font-size: small;">y applying sunblock</span></span>...</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Here<span style="font-size: small;"> are</span> a few pictures which smell of <span style="font-size: small;">monoï</span> and foam.</i></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">La Dune du Pyla / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>The Pyla <span style="font-size: small;">sand dune</span></i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">La Dune d<span style="font-size: small;">u</span> Pyla et ses parapentes / <span style="color: #073763;"><i>Paragliders hover<span style="font-size: small;">ing above the dune</span></i></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><a href="http://www;karlascloset.com/">Karla</a>, I love you.</span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">P</span>lank<span style="font-size: small;"> shelf for green plants.</span></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">"A kilt for each<span style="font-size: small;">"</span></span></span></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Troisième et dernier acte de mes photos du Maroc. Je ne vais rien écrire, rien décrire, je laisse les images parler d'elles-mêmes. J'espère que ça te plaira, ô toi mon demi-lecteur. (Oui, je suis sûre que ce blog n'a même pas un lecteur <i>entier</i>)</span></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The third and final act of my photographs of Morocco. I won't write any caption, I'll just leave you </span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">with the pictures</span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">. Hope you'll like it, </span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">dear half-reader. (Indeed, I'm sure this blog doesn't even have a whole reader)</span></i><br />
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Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-83089021605495490182012-09-02T13:03:00.002-07:002012-09-02T13:03:18.358-07:00<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Voici la deuxième partie de mes photos de vacances.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"><i>Part 2 of my holiday photographs</i>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Place Jemaa El-Fna</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">What
a movie! What a moving movie! It deals with the story of a
friendship verging on love between a man with Down's syndrome (Pablo
Pineda) and a woman with bleached hair (Lola Dueñas). It's
brilliant, subtle, moving, funny. Characters are great, and way
beyond clichés. The film avoids no touchy question, especially
regarding disabled persons' sexuality, but deals with it with
immense decency and tenderness. <i>Yo, También</i> is never
creepy, always surprising. Daniel is an extraordinarily complex
character, who is educated and blessed with an irresistible sense of
humour and self-derision. But he faces all the rejections his
physionomy inspires, while inside he's so "normal", so like
anyone else. He has needs, desires, aspirations, fantasies.
But he's more than average, that's for sure. He's sensitive,
intelligent, childish, manly, outspoken and respectful.</span></div>
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for Laura, she may suffer from no disability, but she's an outcast,
maybe more than Daniel can be. She sleeps with every man she
meets, desperately. She carries her sadness along
with her despite her beautiful smile. She's got no relatives, or
so she says. But the script makes us sense that she escaped some
sort of violence when she left her father and brothers to live
in Sevilla at a very young age. We guess she was the victim of incest
on the part of the father. Nothing is ever clearly mentioned, but
everything is crystal clear.</span></div>
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unveiled little by little, as if not to break Laura altogether. And
thanks to her extraordinary friendship with Daniel, we watch her
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También</i> is a beautiful movie which adresses taboo issues such as
the possibility of sexuality and love for the persons
suffering from Down's syndrom and how society resents it, even the
most comprehensive circles within it. Furthermore, we are
particularly sympathethic to Daniel's quest for normality. For
he was made normal by the constant stimulation of his mother. His
fate reminds us of the Valladolid controversy, over the existence of
a soul within Indians. We have to bear in mind that what Daniel faces
is nothing less than xenophobia. The fear of the stranger, of
the strange man, of the freak. His brother gives one perfect
example of this: "No woman with 46 chromosomes will love you.
Yet, these are the women you're always attracted to. Why don't you go
to women <i>like you</i>?" </span>
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the point, no one is like him. He expresses it to his mother: "Why
did you make me normal, why wouldn't you leave me as I was?"</span></div>
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maybe he would have been happy like that, like the "imbécile
heureux", the happy fool who as no idea of how harsh his
condition is and who can find love among the likes of him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Daniel
is in a sort of limbo. Trapped between intelligence, insight and
physical appearence. But what is great about the film is that we
sense that everything is possible for him. We don't want him to give
up his search for true love. And the script seems to go this way... </span>
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nothing is sure, it's up to Daniel now...</span></div>Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-15804155564421608292012-07-24T07:30:00.000-07:002012-07-25T00:38:00.557-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">J'ai remarqué que Lana Del Rey s'inspirait beaucoup de Marilyn Monroe pour ses photo shoots. Je dis "elle" parce qu'elle maîtrise son image à l'extrême (réalisation de ses clips notamment) mais je suis bien évidemment consciente que son staff doit lui suggérer voire lui dicter bon nombre d'idées lumineuses. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Comme celle, donc, de prendre pour exemple les photos de son aînée. Je ne peux pas affirmer qu'il a "copiage" mais avouez quand même que la ressemblance est frappante. J'en veux pour preuve le petit comparatif ci-dessus. Et encore, je suis certaine qu'il y a davantage d'exemples. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">D'aucun pourront y voir la marque de l'absence totale d'originalité et de profondeur de Miss Del Rey, mais moi j'y vois un hommage à Marilyn, et aux stars de années 50/60 plus généralement. Le style de Lana, ses clips artisanaux et malins (comme "National Anthem" dans lequel elle revisite le couple Kennedy), son physique retouché tellement hollywoodien, tout chez elle concourt à en faire une icône rétro. Je trouve ça intelligent et bien fait. Car même calibrée comme elle l'est, la chanteuse a ce je-ne-sais-quoi d'insaisissable, de mystérieux, de furieusement glamour en somme. Et ses chansons entêtantes au possible sont de très bonnes facture, il faut bien le reconnaître. Elle y ajoute même un soupçon de littérature en s'inspirant du poème "I Sing The Body Electric" de Walt Whitman pour sa chanson éponyme. Pas étonnant que ces ritournelles deviennent des tubes appréciés autant du grand public que des élites "indie-hype".</span></div>
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Vous l'aurez compris, j'adore Lana Del Rey. Sans la comparer à mon idole Marilyn Monroe qu'elle est loin, très loin d'égaler, je trouve qu'à l'instar de cette dernière, il se dégage de la belle un charme sulfureux et une intelligence qui vont bien au delà du cliché de la starlette "marketée" et éphémère.</span></span></div>Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-9732836665143094892012-07-20T16:16:00.002-07:002012-08-19T06:39:33.997-07:00<div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">I
have to take my medication, if I don't I go crazy, I go mad. I see
things that don't exist and there are terrible consequences. I have to
take my medication, without it I get scared. I see shadows on the wall,
creatures on the ceiling. Arrows from nowhere pierce my skin and I fall
to the ground. If I don't take my medication, I get terrified,
petrified, terrorized, paralyzed. I can't move a limb, I can't breathe
no air. I can't grab the telephone, 'cause I can't move no limb.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"> I can't make no decision, if I don't take my medication.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">When
I get scared, I curl up in my bed. There's sweat on my face and a veil
upon my eyes. I can't breathe no air, I can hardly speak. My medication
is all I have to get me out of the crisis, to bring me back to the
surface. I am so scared. So scared of everything, every little thing. I
shiver and tremble and shake, I am out of breath. It's exhausting, you
know, to get back to the surface. Some people don't understand. They
don't have to struggle to get up and stand steady on both legs. No
vicious snake is eating up their stomach, liver and heart. No huge
dragon is hovering over them. My medication keeps the dragon away and
the snake asleep. It keeps it to the ground. He can't do no harm, 'cause
the pills turn off the light, and he's afraid of the dark. That little
bastard, he keeps quiet. He goes weak and lets go of me. He turns back
into the despicable little worm he is, and from then on he's nothin' but
a light weight I can cope with.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So
people, I'll keep on with my medication, 'cause I don't want no dragon
spitting fire before my face. I want no heavy snake to wrap himself
around me and force himself upon me. So I'll try not to care about
ignorant remarks and bossy persons who've decided I'm too fragile to
know better. I am damn fragile I reckon, but I am damn strong too.
'Cause I've been fighting my dragon for years, and I'm still here to
tell.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">*The words are from <b><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WO9ewCO7TYI" target="_blank">Placebo's song "Meds"</a></b>, which I'm sure you've recognized. </span></div>
Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-90385664318802239182012-07-16T16:34:00.003-07:002013-02-15T03:24:38.149-08:00Tears For Fears<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">Tonight
I ckecked my bank account on line. I got paid. Usually I don't get
much but this time I got an even thinner pay. 230 euros
to pay the rent, bills, and eventually eat something. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">I'm not
the girl who spends around every cent she doesn't own. I'm just a person filled with anxieties and fears of all kinds, the biggest of
all being running out of money and have no roof above my head. So
I called my Dad in tears and asked him to lend me some money. I
could feel that big ugly guilt in my tears. The ugly guilt of not being
perfect. The far-rooted guilt that makes you feel like a criminal. And
the degrading guilt of having to beg.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">I'm
usually very careful with money. Cause I know I own so little. Rent, bills,
food, laundrette and there's nothing left. I know I
shouldn't digress from the path of budget if I dont want my head to be
held underwater. But
one day I got ill. Anxiety. My anxiety became stronger and
stronger until it turned into dread and into panic. I simply <i>couldn't </i>anymore.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;"> I have a treatment for all these anxieties. I have regular appointments
with my psychiatrist. We talk, he asks me questions I try to answer, he
gives me clues to handle day-to-day life in spite of my psychic
disorder. I'm on the road to recovery. Or so I think.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">But
what is tricky about these fears is that they come without warning.
They push you to the ground and hold you there for hours or days. Then
they release the pressure, and you can be back to "normal" again. You
can get up, use the bathroom, you can fix your breakfast. You can make
plans, you can go to the doctor and explain to him that you spent the
last three days in bed, afraid of anything, afraid of everything. Too
afraid to move a limb. Too afraid to go to work. He signs the sick leave
form for you. And the next week you resume work.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">Except that one
night, anxieties come back. You weep, you cry, you sob. You wait for
the morning, praying to get some sleep. You get some at 6 am, when
you're supposed to get up for work. And you just can't. And you
manage to call the doctor again, because all the thoughts you think
terrorize you: "Pills...Take a whole lotta them. Endless sleep and
you're done with sufferings, Sweetie. Pills. You have enough of them to
die peacefully".</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">Doctor again. His warm voice tells you to rest, for "insomnia is the worst thing". He gives you more pills.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">"See you in a week Miss". He signs the sick leave form.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">Pills
are working remarkably well and I sleep like a baby. But I feel sad
because my best friend met a girl. Then I feel awfully sad because he
dates her. Then I feel obsessed with his having a girlfriend and I'm
scared to death he might forsake me and I can't take that out of my mind
and I'm so desperate I don't go to work.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">"Doctor?"
I tell him my story and he gently scolds me when I ask for the
sick leave form. "This is the very last time I sign that paper for you.
You must go to work. Work is good for you. Work prevents obssesive
thoughts from turning over endlessly. Work is real, and you need
reality. And work gives you money, Miss. No one can live without. So I
want you back there next week."</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">He's
right. Work gives me the reassuring life I need. A roof over my head,
pastas in my plate, paid bills and money left in the bank. I have
to face the demons that come in the early hours and make me stay
in bed because I can hear them and feel them hovering over me. I
know these demons are only myself. I know I have to fight myself and win
the battle if I don't want to be a pennyless madwoman for the rest of my life.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">Wish me luck, next week begins tomorrow.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"> Il est 5h30 du matin et je suis là, les yeux ouverts,
comme un con. L'Autre est là. J'entends sa respiration. Elle respire
tout doucement. Etonnant pour une femme qui, le jour, crache les
insultes comme des flammes, crie, se plaint et m'emmerde. Mais la nuit
elle se fait silencieuse, elle respire à peine et dort à l'autre bout du
lit. Son corps est droit sous le drap. Je ne sens même pas ses longs
cheveux chatouiller mon épaule. Elle est loin. Et je n'ai pas envie de
m'approcher de son corps endormi. Elle me repousserait de toutes façons.
Et puis son corps est tellement sec! Sa peau a la texture d'un gant de
crin. Je me garde bien de lui en faire la remarque, elle passe tellement
de temps à s'oindre de crèmes hors de prix.</span></div>
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En fait ce n'est pas vraiment un problème de peau... C'est l'amertume,
l'arrogance, la médiocrité. Ca la ronge et l'enlaidit. Elle est pourtant
très belle. Mais elle est terne maintenant. Elle vieillit et se
rabougrit. Elle devient conne. Elle l'a peut-être toujours été et je le
découvre peut-être seulement maintenant. Je ne sais pas. Ca me fatigue
de me poser la question.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Ce
matin, j'échangerais volontiers cette madone glaciale qui dort en
silence dans mon lit contre le petit ronflement d'aise d'une jeune femme
aux courbes chaudes. L'Autre me refroidit. Même nos ébats ne compensent
plus son mauvais caractère. Elle ne me fait plus l'effet d'antan. Je
vois sa beauté et son allure, mais elles ne me touchent plus.
L'indifférence gagne tout mon corps comme des fourmillements. Je la
baise juste pour assouvir une pulsion. Je la prends le plus fort et le
moins longtemps possible. Je ne la caresse plus et l'embrasse à peine.
Sa peau m'irrite. J'ai besoin d'imaginer une autre femme, une femme aux grands yeux. La chaleur m'envahit ainsi et je peux contempler ma
compagne avec un peu plus de désir. Mais sitôt la fin de l'acte je
voudrais la voir disparaître. Qu'elle quitte ma couche et s'évanouisse
dans la nature. Car elle redevient elle-même et n'a plus aucun éclat. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">J'ai
l'impression qu'elle pense la même chose de moi. Dans ces moments-là,
je me demande avec plus de force que d'ordinaire ce que nous faisons
encore ensemble. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">J'ai vu <i>When You're Strange</i>,
le documentaire de TomDicillo sur les Doors, qui relate la trajectoire
du groupe depuis leur formation en 1965 jusqu'à la mort de Jim Morrison
en 1971.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Un
groupe comète, un groupe fulgurant, qui n'aura existé que cinq petites
années et apporté tant de choses à la musique, à leur époque, à
l'inconscient collectif. Car tout le monde ou presque a en tête le
visage christique de Jim et peut fredonner la mélodie de "Light my
Fire". Moi par exemple. Je connaissais les Doors sans les connaître. Au
delà du rock et de la voix de Morrison dont la signature vous hante,
leur musique m'évoquait un son étrange, une bizarrerie, un air de
cirque. Je sais maintenant que cette impression est due au piano
électrique, espèce d'ancêtre du synthétiseur, de Ray Manzarek. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Mais
c'est tout. Les Doors ont terminé leur carrière il y a près de quarante
ans, et moi je débarque de ma planète. Et je découvre, et j'apprends.
Et je regarde, bouche bée, les vidéos des concerts, des enregistrements,
Jim Morrison complètement défoncé, l'extraordinaire cohésion du groupe
qui a porté à bout de bras leur poète maudit de leader. Je tape du pied
au rythme des chansons que je ne connaissais pas: "Wild Child", "The
End", "Love Me Two Times", "When You're Strange"... J'ai la chair de
poule, je ne peux pas détacher mon regard du visage de Morrison, de sa
silhouette androgyne et des boucles tombant sur ses épaules. Je suis
surprise par sa métamorphose, à la fin de sa vie. Bouffi d'alcool et de
drogue, malade à en crever. Et je pense: "Bouffi comme Elvis au soir de
sa vie lui aussi". Comme son idole.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">D'autres
images arrivent alors, il harangue une foule en délire, il a le
charisme d'un prédicateur en transe. La scène est son église, les fans
sa congrégation. Complètement stone, il finit le concert exténué et à
peine conscient, sous l'oeil apparemment impassible de Densmore, Krieger
et Manzarek qui jouent et jouent encore, faisant de chaque frasque du
chanteur une performance. Magie des hommes qui se comprennent d'un
regard. Beauté de la loyauté de ces membres de l'ombre au talent fou
envers ce putain de Jim Morrison.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">J'ai
tout appris sur les Doors grâce à ce film, et je me suis rendue compte
que j'aimais vraiment ce groupe au destin tragique. On sait depuis le
début que ça ne va pas durer, on guette avec anxiété en même temps
qu'eux le moment où le leader va s'écrouler et rendre son âme torturée,
égocentrique et géniale. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Et
puis il y a ce travail de recherche d'images d'archives, ce travail
minutieux et précieux servi par un montage impeccable et fluide. Tout
est à sa place, y compris la voix sobre et claire de Johnny Depp qui
narre sans bavarder, qui informe sans jamais s'imposer. Et enfin, ce
film <i>Highway</i>, tourné par Morrison lui-même en 1969, et que DiCillo distille tout au long du documentaire. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Cet
effarement: "C'est un acteur?" "Il lui ressemble trooop!!!" "Ça, c'est
DiCillo qui l'a tourné et ajouté au docu, non?" "C'est vraiment trop
bien fait!" Heureusement qu'une interview de John Densmore, le batteur
du groupe, m'a appris la vérité!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Je
me suis alors rappelé la cruelle ironie du subterfuge du réalisateur:
au volant de sa voiture, Jim allume la radio, se crispe et accélère
comme un fou... La voix du speaker annonce la mort à Paris du chanteur
déjà légendaire des Doors. A 27 ans. Comme Jimi Hendrix, Comme Janis
Joplin.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><strike>Âge
maudit que j'atteindrai le mois prochain</strike> (c'était valable quand j'ai vu le film, à savoir en 2010!)... Mais je n'ai rien à
craindre, ce sort semble réservé aux génies autodestructeurs. Et je n'ai
rien d'un génie. Peut-être suis-je suffisamment étrange pour que la vie
et l'art de Jim Morrison me parlent. Et pour qu'un concert des Doors me
file la chair de poule comme si j'y étais, quarante ans après.</span></div>Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-89177840576662761372012-06-08T09:37:00.001-07:002012-07-22T13:17:34.418-07:00<div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small;"><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Le bonheur n'est jamais immobile, [le bonheur] c'est le répit dans l'inquiétude.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span id="sasText" style="left: -9999px; position: fixed; top: 0px;">Le bonheur n'est jamais immobile ; le bonheur c'est le répit dans l'inquiétude. </span><br />
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<span id="sasText" style="left: -9999px; position: fixed; top: 0px;">Source : <a href="http://www.dicocitations.com/citation-bonheur.php">sagesse</a> - <a href="http://www.dicocitations.com/">citation</a><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div>
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<span id="sasText" style="left: -9999px; position: fixed; top: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">C'est
fou comme ce qui arrive de bien dans la vie des autres peut parfois
résonner en nous d'une manière singulière et nous procurer aussi du
bonheur. En un sens, cela nous ouvre une perspective.</span></span><span style="font-size: small;">Je lisais ce matin le blog de <b style="color: #45818e;"><a href="http://c00kies-est-une-cuillere-a-absinthe.blogspot.fr/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Typhaine</a></b> qui a consacré un article à sa "nouvelle vie", à savoir son nouveau job
parisien. Pleine de joie et d'entrain, elle explique à quel point ce
travail tout frais lui donne la pêche, lui permet de se projeter dans
l'avenir en l'envisageant sereinement. Grâce à sa future paie, elle va
pouvoir investir dans du matériel de photographe, histoire de se
rapprocher de son "métier de rêve".</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">En
attendant, elle touche à tout et expérimente. Elle est ce que j'appelle
"activement patiente". Elle ne perd pas de vue son objectif mais se
donne seulement les moyens de l'atteindre, en raflant au passage tout ce
que la vie a à lui offrir.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Cette attitude m'inspire, parce-que, tout comme Typhaine
récemment, je suis au chômage et c'est "le désespoir". Mon deuxième
rendez-vous à Pôle Emploi est à la fin de la semaine, je ne sais pas
quoi faire de ma vie à l'issue de mes longues études d'anglais. Je
souffre en outre d<b></b>e schizophrénie, maladie qui, au delà de tout ce qu'elle implique comme mal-être et difficultés de vivre au quotidien, m'a déjà fait perdre deux boulots en
l'espace de quelques mois. Bref, je n'ai pas un sou en poche, je me
ronge les sangs, j'ai parfois des envies de sommeil éternel et lors de
mes crises de spleen les plus aigües je gobe mes médocs comme des
Dragibus.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Heureusement,
j'essaie tant bien que mal de m'en sortir: Pôle Emploi donc, parce
qu'il faut bien commencer quelque part. Et là où l'enthousiasme de Typhaine
intervient, c'est que je me dis que peu importe le job que je vais
pouvoir trouver, ça n'engagera pas ma vie entière. Je sais que pour
l'instant il me faut une planque sans aucune responsabilité. Un mi-temps
serait top car je ne suis vraiment pas sûre de pouvoir assurer un
plein-temps. Mais ce qui est plutôt bon signe, c'est que malgré ma peur
panique de la vie professionnelle, j'ai moi aussi un "métier de rêve": <i style="color: #666666;">traductrice</i>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Je
suis bilingue et passionnée de littérature. Traduire des bouquins et en
vivre serait pour moi le rêve absolu. Peut-être pourrais-je essayer de
trouver des petits jobs de traduction, traduire tout et n'importe-quoi
par-ci par-là, (comme par exemple des <span style="color: #e06666;">posts de blog?</span> ;-)) Ou pourquoi pas trouver un job bien pépère et routinier,
traduire pour mon plaisir à côté et essayer de percer?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Je
ne sais pas trop, ça se bouscule dans ma tête, mais ce qui est sûr
c'est que ce métier m'attire depuis longtemps. M'imaginer bossant sur
les subtilités d'un texte entourée de dicos en tous genres avec une
tasse de thé fumante à la main, ça a pour moi une odeur de paradis.
Bosser chez-moi, dans mon cocon, à mon rythme! M'imposer mes propres
contraintes et ne pas subir... Vraiment, c'est un doux rêve auquel je
veux m'accrocher, et je vais essayer d'utiliser toutes les
circonvolutions de ma vie comme autant de tremplins pour y arriver.</span></div>Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-74478591340458053632012-06-05T12:55:00.004-07:002012-07-22T15:00:30.281-07:00<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">
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à lui [le génie] ! l'impure envie S'acharne sur sa noble vie, semblable
au vautour éternel, et, de son triomphe irritée, punit ce nouveau
Prométhée d'avoir ravi le feu du ciel. </i><b>Victor Hugo</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Hum. Prometheus, comment te dire? Nul. Non vraiment, je ne comprends pas. Ridley Scott a craqué son slip <i>big time</i>, je te le dis. Parce qu'on est bien loin d'Alien. Le film a beau en être un prequel, les deux n'ont rien à voir. On a bien une mini-Ripley (Noomi Rapace, mais qu'est-elle allée faire dans cette galère?) qui se coltine méchant avec la Bestiole dans la seule bonne scène du film. On a aussi un droïde en la personne peroxyd-hallucinée de Michael Fassbender (mais qu'est-il allé faire dans cette galère??). Mais bon paye ta Ripley hystéro qui court partout, se casse la gueule tout le temps et finit par se rouler par terre de malheur. Et paye ton droïde, parfaite réplique de C-3PO avec de la peau et des cheveux. Performance ridicule. Pour que j'écrive ça il faut vraiment que je soit déçue, étant donné l'idolâtrie que je voue à Michael. C'est mon acteur préféré de tout l'Univers et il est doté à mon sens de la sexyness ultime. Ben là, point de sexyness, Fassy m'a laissée de marbre et m'a même fait pouffer lors d'une scène où il n'est plus, disons, entièrement lui-même.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Et puis nan mais les bestioles, elles nous feraient pleurer de rire. On dirait des ersatzs de Paul le Poulpe équipés de vulvo-pénis (contraction de vulve et de pénis, oui). Je sais c'est très bizarre et contradictoire cette histoire, mais je vous assure que quand on voit la bête pour la première fois ça saute aux yeux qu'elle est hermaphrodite.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">L'histoire, quand à elle, est archi-éculée.C'est celle des humains qui veulent une réponse aux fameuses questions "Qui suis-je? D'où viens-je? Ai-je un Créateur?". Mais mal, très mal traitée. La réponse est of course "oui, on a des créateurs, c'est trop fou!!!". On le sait dès le début du film, je ne dévoile rien. Grâce à la scène archi-éculée aussi de la découverte de peintures rupestres laissant entendre qu'il y a une vie au-delà de notre chère Terre.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Et les poncifs ne s'arrêtent pas là, loin s'en faut. Il y a la commandante-de-la mission-psycho-rigide-qui-n'aime-pas-les-scientifiques (Charlize Theron, jugulaire-jugulaire), le commanditaire de la mission, j'ai nommé le vieux-milliardaire-en-quête-d'immortalité (Guy Pearce, mais pourquoi le grimmer en vieillard alors qu'il suffisait de prendre un vrai vieux? Ca aurait été moins grotesque), le capitaine du vaisseau baroudeur-roublard-super-patriote (Idris Elba, miaaam, il me donne envie de mater la série british "Luther" tiens), les seconds couteaux latinos-asiatiques-écossais (WTF?) qui ne servent à rien d'autre que de chair à canon.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Ajoutons à cela des Créateurs-qui-ne-sont-pas-ce-qu'on-croyait-qu'ils-étaient et tu as à peu-près tout le film. Saluons tout de même l'idée de les avoir doté d'une silhouette de statue grecque (plutôt très réussie d'ailleurs), ingénieuse référence à la légende de Promethée, ce Titan qui façonna l'homme avec de la glaise et vola ensuite le feu des Dieux pour lui donner vie.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Voilà. <u>Verdict</u>: mate-toi donc un bon vieil Alien pour enlever le goût.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b style="color: #45818e;"><i>Prometheus</i></b> de Ridley Scott, avec Noomi Rapace, Michael Fassbender, Charlize Theron, Guy Pearce et Idris Elba</span></div>Lilsirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03094123213613349677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3342558108487183111.post-23241879626606085722012-05-04T16:57:00.001-07:002013-02-15T03:28:55.389-08:00Lovely Neigbour<h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Some neighbour of mine lost her cat five days ago, and put this note on the front
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="color: #45818e;">"</span><i style="color: #45818e;">Please leave the door ajar, cause my cat may <b>WANT</b> to sneak in at
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Don't get me wrong, I feel sorry for the poor soul, it's sad to lose a pet. <b><span style="color: #45818e;">BUT</span></b> I shut the door behind me tonight. <b>1)</b> Cause
helloooo, I'm a normal person <b>2)</b> who shuts doors at night because this is COMMON SENSE. <b>3)</b> Besides I don't give a sh*** what
the damn cat may or may not want!!!</span></span></h6>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Well the crazy bitch ran
downstairs the minut I was in my flat and reopened the door whispering
"Grisouille, Grisououououille" while shaking a pack of catfood. It's 1 am.</span></span></h6>
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