Friday, December 27, 2013

Image

La nouvelle Image de l'en-tête a été prise par moi sur le toit du parking de Neukölln Arkaden, Karl-Marx Strasse. Là-haut, un type intelligent avec des idées a créée Krunkelkranich (imprononçable) mais où il fait bon vivre l'été avec une des plus belle vue sur la ville.

Souvenir du lycée

Je me souviens de mon directeur d'école, au lycée,, la première fois qu'il m'a fait venir dans son très grand bureau. Il trouvait que je me tenais mal, enfin, pas comme un garçon devait se tenir. J'avais les bras pendants sur mes cuisses, un rictus vers le bas sur mes lèvres, ça ne lui plaisait pas. Puis il m'a emmené chez lui, m'a montré sa maison, sa chambre, sa salle de bain., différente de celle de sa femme. Qu'est ce que je devais en conclure, moi adolescent naif sans expérience ? Aujourd'hui je saurais mais pas certain que j'en aurais envie. Je l'ai revu des années plus tard, à Paris, quand je draguais une fois aux Tuileries. Il m'a reconnu, m'a raconté des bobards, grande gueule intelligente comme d'habitude. Je crois qu'il aurait pu faire une carriére intéressante s'il avait eu moins d'ego et surtout moins d'intérêt pour les jeunes garçons. On est allé au lycée, on s'est touché dans son grand bureau, je crois qu'il m'a sucé et puis voila. Je ne l'ai plus jamais revu, seulement entendu parlé qu'il avait des soucis avec l'administration pour des motifs pas clairs. J'étais déjà loin, j'avais déjà tout bien rangé, là derrière, dans ma tête.

Sunday, October 27, 2013

No more love

It was not the good week to stop Smoking or drinking. I fell in love but it was not the same on the other side. So I'm single again. It feels so bad
 and It hurts so much

On Rainy Afternoons - 2002.


Sunday, July 14, 2013

Prince Charles

I think i knew i was drunk when the barkeeper started to mix my g&t with champagne

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Trust

- What's the Definition of trust ?
- two cannibals giving each other blowjobs

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Fall of the Wall

What you hear about the wall in Berlin these days is wrong. The only true information that you get is that David Hasselhof will sing next Sunday in front of the East Side gallery but I’m not sure this is great news. But this one is true. On the contrary, you hear that, following a future project of new luxury apartments, the wall will fall (again). No. Let me put all this in order. It is true that again next Sunday, thousands of people will demonstrate. Unfortunately most of them do not know what they’re talking about. The wall will not be demolished but only a part of it will be opened and moved aside for a little time to allow the work to begin (at this point stopped by the demonstration). The plans for this construction exist since a long time and are known since December 2012. A referendum dated 2008 approved the decision to build a bridge to join the streets. But the plans are older as the vox populi and there is nothing you can do now. Don’t forget that the wall East Side Gallery, which is classified in historical monuments since 1992, is "not the real one". From the real one are only a few ridiculous pieces in the city. But this, the East Side Gallery, is based on the East side, as its name says. So it never parted the city between East and West because on the other side of this very wall, you only could find the riverside of the Spree! Berlin betrayed its unique History in completely different places, where the city was really parted in two, where the life line was, by dividing people. If some people really want to have a wall between East and West, I suggest Check Point Charlie, there it is absolutely possible. But strangely for that, you don’t find 6000 angry people. The problem of the city now is that everything has been sold before its inhabitants wake up. Now It is too late because whatever will be made, It will be built. Those demonstrations of young and tourist people do not serve many things. What makes people angry as well is the fact we only hear about building offices and luxury appartments, nothing about appartments where you and me could live and/or have difficulties to find a place to live (but It happens a lot in other cities, Paris is a good example). The threat comes from outside and its famous fabulous word "Gentrifizierung". I think that if the people show that they are not ahppy, the city should listen, at least. But even if it was happening, not much could be done. Capitalism will move the wall anyway. That Davis Hasselhof comes in Berlin to sing next Sunday is a true information but I think he doesn’t really care about the wall because in L.A., there is none. What really disturbs me is that in this story, we hear no artist from here.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Just because



Macarons

I told you about the new French café Louise Chérie in my neighborhood but I noticed on the market last Saturday that It’s not the only new French around the corner. Last Saturday was the birthday dinner of a friend and I was looking for something to bring outside flowers/wine/stupid present you’ll never use. Though It is still cold and snowing, I was wandering quietly among the stands, hesitating what bread or sausage I’d bring home or which coffee maker I will use for my morning espresso. And I saw the new one. Les macarons de Stéphane. I saw him once and thought It won’t last. A friend of mine brought macarons from him on our last aperitif and it was delicious. I said this time I’ll give it a go and I don’t regret it. The language of course helps a lot, especially for me to understand every variety of ingredient Stéphane is using to make those delicious colorful little cakes. I couldn’t choose between caraml, lavanda, balck forest, white chocolate and many others so I took 12, one of each sort. I brought this little box later at the dinner as present because It is also very nice to see and only the idea of tasting those makes you drool. I must say that I bought myself a box of 4 that did last long once I return home. The extra good news is that Stéphane just opened his job in Gärtnerstrasse, next to Macondo café. The aim now is not to pass by every day to buy the macarons. Moving on on the market and buying some other tasty things like fruits chutney or cheese, I was looking for a present to send to France because It is the birthday next week of my best friend and his wife. I know they love ceramic and just when I had the thought of it, in front of me stands the beautiful objects of la recreation. When we started to talk, It was clear that the girl has the same language as I have and it makes the contact easier. Only with what was on display last Saturday, I was already satisfied but she asked me to come in her shop, just minutes away, next Thursday so I can discover more. She agreed as well to prepare some extra strong box so the things can travel safely. On top of that I just need to buy a new box of macarons and the birthday present is ready to be shipped to Paris. Maybe a birthday card ? Anyway, It becomes difficult now to avoid the French in my neighborhood. Between Louise Chérie, les macarons de Stéphane, Place Clichy, Oh la la and to be served La recreation, I’m surprised I only took 2 kilos.


 
 





 


Sunday, February 10, 2013

Feeling

Sometimes I surf on Facebook. It's fun to clic on friends of friends you will probably never meet or hear about and nevertheless being fascinated how easy you can make up a life : who that is, married or not, traveler or not, creative or not, ... . That makes me think when I let my mind go and see the beautiful face and the perfect life that other people have that mine is not that brilliant. Leaving in a wonderful city, I have a roof on my head, I eat everyday and as far as I know, health is ok, friends around me, family still here but : shitty job with no future, money sometimes missing, no project outside drinking wine, no lovelife because I can't step in a relationship and I have a very bad temper and personality, that makes me sad, always tired, not that young anymore, can't do anything with my ten fingers, never learned, and many more. I don't like that actually.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Hot wheels

The Jensen Interceptor is a sporting GT-class car that was hand-built at the Kelvin Way Factory, West Bromwich near Birmingham in the United Kingdom by Jensen Motors between 1966 and 1976. The Interceptor name had been used previously by Jensen for the Jensen Interceptor made between 1950 and 1957 at the Carters Green factory. Jensen had extensively used glass-reinforced plastic for the fabrication of body panels in the preceding two decades, but the new Interceptor saw a return to a steel body-shell instead of glass-reinforced plastic and by having the body designed by an outside firm, Carrozzeria Touring of Italy, rather than the in-house staff. The early bodies were Italian-built, by Vignale, before production by Jensen themselves began – with subtle body modifications – in West Bromwich.

Can't drink, can't smoke, let's meditate