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una nueva pàgina

Oh friends, these times have been oh so fuc*ing painful…

Tonight i finaly signed for my new flat’s rent. Waow. At last. I still have to pack up, move out, move in, pack out, tidy up and all… But i do have a new address and brand new old keys all to myself! It’s been around TEN years i haven’t been living on my own. And that’s exactly what i’m gonna do, starting from tomorrow.

How scary is that? How exciting? I’m feeling some excitment in between tears -and that’s an idea of what « delicious » can be, of what life should be. I’m scared. I’m excited. I’m oh so f*cking terribly atrociously sad. I do feel a tiny little bit of hope too. Let’s hope hope will win in the end. Let me hope i’m right when i’m imagining a better life.

lo que pasò

Les mots me manquent, alors… / words fail me, so i call on pictures…

C’est ainsi que la vie allait / This is how it was.

Aujourd’hui je me sens comme ça / This is how it is.

Ici, ce dont je ne voulais pas / This is what i did not want

Et voici comment je me sens / And this is how i feel

Donc, je suis allée là / So this is where i escaped

Je me sentais toujours comme ça / I kept feeling like that

Bien que vraiment… / Even though i deeply…

Je savais que je devais faire comme ça / I knew i had to move on

Alors j’ai cherché ma bonne étoile / So i prayed on my very own lucky *

Et je suis allée voir une magicienne / And i went to see a magician

Elle a sorti ses machins pleins de super pouvoirs / She used her magic stuff filled with super powers

J’avais un peu peur mais il y allait de ma vie / I was a bit frightened but i had to try it

Je voulais me retrouver, aussi lumineuse que possible / I was missing my luminous self

J’avais besoin de me rééquilibrer / I needed to find my balance again

Voici le grigri qu’elle a fait apparaître / This is the lucky charm she made appear

…

Ensuite, plus tard, j’ai rencontré une deuxième Magicienne, encore plus puissante / And then, later on, i met another Magician, even more powerful!

Elle m’a préparé quelques mixtures très efficaces / She baked me some very efficient potion

Puis elle a procédé à une cérémonie secrète / And she proceeded to some secret ceremony

…..…° ° °

Et c’est pourquoi j’ai été absente quelque temps / And this is why i’ve been away for a while.

Voici ce que je perds / This is what i’m loosing

Maintenant, je fais des vœux pour trouver ça / Now i’m wishing very hard for this

Et ça / And this

- – – j’espère que vous lisez entre les lignes . . . hope you did get it all – – -

Et j’espère que vous êtes tous en belle forme * * * Looking forward to meeting you all again * * *

a little tomatoe / a little volcano

I’m now off to Paris to get my heart fixed. It’s metaphorical obviously. Paris is MY place, my city, home to me / even though i didn’t litteraly grow up there . That’s where i’m heading to get some cuddles, to receive love, to be taken care of and ingest some magic power to survive this wreckage.

Hope life is gonna be good to me once again, hope i’ll survive, hope it’s all for the BEST, hope for more than this, i do hope for love and happiness, and ones that stay.

Kisses to all of you + i’m taking my laptop with me, and will cling hard to my camera > hope you’ll see bits and pieces of me here soon*

GgRrrR /// on august the 14th, be aware, take care!

Well, while my heart goes up & down, up again, big down and super big up & up & up, summer goes on… Thank Summer God ///°*°

And i’m looking for some magic wand to pimp & pump my life up* / Or maybe my problem is i got too many magic wands in my hands…

>>> That’s why i decided to put things in the mes objets part of this blog. Well, don’t rush out there, not yet -it’s still only a (- pretty good -) idea…

And well, you know, i may sound a bit dramatic here, but i keep going out, i keep breathing in and out, and dressing up as a pin-up and/or as a multicolored tiger, and jumping all around -as you can see on some of today’s pictures //… well you won’t find me on them put i can assure you i was doing my best to look as beautiful as all of them fabulous friends and yet unknown future friends, and i did jump around while smiling like mad -as every time excellent music is ON.

look what my friends caught in the Mediterranean sea!

How are you all invisible-but-beloved friends?

> speaking of super marvellous friends i never saw in real life (yet): Look what arrived on my breakfast table the other day!

Super surprises from Japan!

From super blogger-friend Ai!

Thanks to my curiosity and Ai’s goodwill! And see, there even was a pretty yellow chick (and that’s my chick behind, yes – was -or is -or… well… you see…) /// And you know how sweet and exciting it gets to be waiting for some surprises that come in the mail, don’t you? You do? Great! So WHO WANTS TO SWAP SOME FRENCH/FROM MARSEILLE/FROM ME SURPRISES WITH MEEEE? I’m getting addicted, i can feel it!

Wishing you a merry fruity summer and showers of love*

pass me the handkerchives, will ya?

My heart is having a tough time these days.

Hope yours is okay.

See you soon with a brand new oxygenated and smiling heart*

let's run to the desert or the sea on the 28th of july 2010

Summer here, and in between all the swimming parties, picnic parties, dancing parties, talking parties, short and long drinks and so on, i do work -more than ever in fact-, and have to find some time to sleep, and to manage my love story too, and feed the cats, etcetera, etcetera… What better excuse for not feeding this blog, life?

Well, you tell me we all do have a life, and most of you manage feeding the cats & a blog & having a succesful job, and a brillant love story even… I know, i know -maybe my problem is being too greedy -for love and friendship and sea bathing and all things that won’t feed a blog and/or pay the bills at the end of the day. But hey, i’m having fun! And i’m experiencing happiness!

How are you lovelies? Hope your tan is as seducive as mine (i’m not a UV addict in fact), and your smile as big as the sea is blue*

You know, the other day the heat was on as in hell, and we were trying everything we could to cool down. When suddenl i remembered a place my dad told me about. It’s downtown, it’s called Journo, and it looks shabby.

Journo, 28 rue Pavillon, 13001 Marseille, France

BUT it’s a family run tiny place where you can get the best and biggest homemade turkish delights (or loukoums as we call them). And i don’t have a clue on how on earth can one make homemade loukoum… Is it possible at all? Aren’t these people magicians?

Journo, 28 rue Pavillon, 13001 Marseille, France

OK, loukoums won’t cool you down, that’s for sure.

But lemonade will.

And not only do this magicians family make the best etc loukoums, but they also serve the best ever ever homemade stingy iced lemonade on earth. And remember, i was in Buenos Aires, Argentina, i know what i’m talking about… THIS will cool you down for hours.

Journo, 28 rue Pavillon, 13001 Marseille, France

Now you just have to come to Marseille, on the hottest day you find, and test it!

+ As you know now if you’ve clicked all the way down to here, i’m addicted. How could i not be…? This all sounds so HAPPY!

Besitos los うれしそうな !

Sorry for being a bit (haha) absent from here…

I’ve been doing extremely important things -dancing, swimming in the deep blue sea, working, and trying to keep my heart away from dangerous places*

I’ll be back as soon as i put myself back in a normal human shape, which should be tomorrow… Meanwhile, you should listen to this!

Hasta luegito & thanks for keeping up with me*** Love, love and love again to all of you ° ° °

hot hot & wet 13th of july 2010 to you ALL!

Après les petites notes quant à la langue utilisée ici je promets que je ferai mon possible pour écrire en français, en anglais aussi -y quisa un dìa me voy a escribir en castellano tambien!

Que tal? Comò estàn? What’s going on in your summery lives? Et comment va la vie chez vous?

Ici l’ambiance est clairement décrite par mon titre. Ouais. Yessss. Esssssa! Summer!

summer! summer!

Hier: Bateau! J’ai rejoins les amis après un dimanche idéal de lecture, et le dos enduit du jus des fruits achetés en route nous avons crâmé et crâné à l’étage du ferry, du bac, enfin je sais pas comment s’appelle ce gros bateau qui vous emmène sur le petite île du Frioul.

Une escale au Château d’If et une anecdote familiale plus loin, la ligne épaisse de touristes en shorts, peaux couleur Bordeaux, petits seaux & pelles, sel et odeur de crèmes solaires nous accueillait sur l’île. °L’île°

Marche dans le désert mexicain (c’est ainsi que je l’imagine, un peu), montée des marches volcaniques (on dirait), glisse dans les cailloux sahariens, route longue longue comme un après-midi sans baignade… Nous avons ensuite jeté nos sacs, bouteilles d’eau, de vin, melons, bouquins, vêtements, sandalettes en vrac et dans le désordre, enfilé les bouts de nos maillots qui nous manquaient, des masques éventuellement, des tubas par ci par là, et CHLICK CHLACK PLOUFFFFI!

La baignade silencieuse, les énormes pompons d’algues noires au fond, les cailloux jaunes, les grands poissons (que je n’ai pas réussi à voir pour cause d’ignorance de la science du masque & tuba) m’ont donné envie d’offrir une combinaison de plongée à mon ami.

C’était beau, c’était doux, c’était bon……………… Un massage aquatique, un coup de baguette magique.

Double Nelson, que j’écoutais dans ma jeunesse et dont je n’avais pas super envie de voir un concert, fut magique aussi*

the amazingly & contagiously happy singer of Double Nelson

Je vous laisse rêver à tout ça, moites & gazeux ***

Besitos los キャンディ !

find surprises on tuesday the 6th of july!

Summer’s here and i’m really happy to find you again. I know i made promesses and couldn’t keep them… Sorry about that. It’s just that i WISHED i could be here more often, but i appeared then that i couldn’t -unless i’d loose all friends and lover and all!

Anyway, i’m here, i’m back, and i’m writing directly in english so that you, and you and you and you too can read me without waiting for an hypothetic translation! And sorry mum, i’ll be back someday with a french text too…

(i usually don't like crosses -with all that they mean and all. But this one is kinda amazing, isn't it?)

First, you have to know today’s title is a shamefull word-play. In french « hier », which means yesterday, is pronounced the same exact way as « Hyères », which is a small city’s name. And i know anyone speaking french here is ashamed of such a terrible title, but well, those awfull jokes make me laugh in an ironic way -sort of!

And Hyères is where i went, to see this. Which is one of my favourite places around Marseille, and i never ever miss the design parade. Two years ago i saw the best ever exhibition of Ronan & Erwan Bouroullec’s work. And i think last year was Constantin Grcic’s year. Hum… Hope i’m not mistaken there… I’ll check. Ah! Shame! Again! It was JERSZY SEYMOUR! Well, i’m letting all my mistakes lying in here so that you can still click and see Constantin Grcic’s magnificent work anyway. And i can still be ashamed.

this was one of my lunches at my new studio three days ago

-Aaah i have to leave you again! Because: * We have a rented kid for a few days at home (of course we don’t really rent him, his parents just lent him for free to us, my lover’s his godmother…) *I’m writing from work and the shop’s been closed for a few dozens of minutes now and still looks open, which is strange *And… Well, that’s all!

Marseille, begining of july 2010, some night...

But i do have to let you know that my new favourite book is this one. Go read it right now, it’s marvellous***

Besitos los barcos***

hot hot 5 juillet 2010

Désolée pour le titre qui fait mal aux yeux -parfois comme ça dans la vie, une tornade de médiocrité prend possession de vous, et nul ne peut y échapper. Ou alors j’avais juste pas le courage, non, pas le courage du tout de résister. Hyères.

Hyères = bled non loin de Marseille (que je croyais) où se trouve la Villa Noailles. Si! La Villa Noailles! By Mallet Stevens! L’architecte! C’est tellement très beau que ça donne envie de chialer. D’ailleurs une question: Qui d’autre que moi est capable d’avoir les larmes aux yeux devant une salière? Un beurrier? Une poignée de porte?

Aldo Bakker

- sorry i can't remember who made this fabulous lampshade.

-Bon, en tous cas, en ce moment il y a la design parade! Youhouuu!

Aldo Bakker

Hier j’y fus, et demain je reviens vous raconter tout par le menu détail.

Aldo Bakker

Besitos los 調味料入れ !

my brand new studio, yay!

And you know what!?! Since a few days ago i’ve got a brand new studio! My own working place! It’s all blue! And it makes me do this: ! !!!