Item of clothing
It’s funny how things can be connected sometimes.
As you’ve read in my previous note, I’m reading Thoreau’s book “Walden”.
Very good book by the way.
Thoreau says at one point that clothes were originally made to keep us warm, not to make us look like Harlequins.
Good point I’d say.
And I’m the kind of guy who can wear a T-shirt in winter without being … well, disturbed by the cold.
But I’m horribly cold at night, when I sleep…
and just to put a simple layer of clothing on my skin … keeping the warmth of my body within my flesh … was worthless.
It seems so stupid as we put clothes every day without thinking why we do it … that it was a good thing to actually being reminded why we do that.
at 4AM.
Anyway.
Just made a frame with my good friend Manue AKA Fat.
Shootin it with a M42 lens.
Helios 44-2 58 F/2 … @ F/2.
50yo lens that still works like a charm.
I mean, it’s better than a 50 F1.4 at F/2 …
Most importantly, instead of a stupid 75, I have a 87.
Yeah.
Still waiting for the 37 F/2.8 M42 lens Patou & I bought on ebay to a russian guy…
Hope we didn’t spend 50 bucks for nothing …
you know.
Anyway, I’m sleepy, I should get some sleep.
More to come later, I guess 
Jesus Walk
(Jesus Walks)
God show me the way because the Devil trying to break me down
(Jesus Walks with me)
The only thing that that I pray is that my feet don’t fail me now
(Jesus Walks)
And I don’t think there is nothing I can do now to right my wrongs
(Jesus Walks with me)
I want to talk to God but I’m afraid because we ain’t spoke in so long
— Kanye West
Just the hook cuz the rest ain’t relevant. God show me a sign today, as I asked for it. Actually he gave me two.
Amen.
While you were working…
I was at the university, studying.
I mean, mostly; cuz I also was with my friends
…and Liv of course.
Don’t have much to say. I guess I’ll post a note when I have some spare time but, frankly, it doesn’t look this way.
So much to read.
Plus dissertation to hand back for november … I know it seems far but … time flies.
I’m reading Henry D. Thoreau “Walden” & “Civil Disobedience“.
I’m off to LDN on the 22nd.
Yeah, that’s pretty much it.
More news later.
…no promise though.
12.25AM
Se retrouver. Ecrire pour soi; converser avec soi-même; oublier les autres, leurs égos, leurs envies, leurs défauts.
Oublier. le passé, ne pas penser au futur; à l’année dernière ou à celle à venir; à lundi précédant ou à dimanche suivant.
Imaginer. S’évader du quotidien, apprécier son chez-soi; son espace; ses envies chimériques et ses projets saugrenus.
Parler. Avec ses amis de longues dates ou les rencontres du mois passé.
Vivre.
et vivre dans son univers.
Welcome back Kaede.
[Hayashi is now 6 pages long.]
Moleskine
I really love this little note-book.
Yesterday I decided to stop conversing like I did for the last year.
Figured it didn’t work because … this blog was only meant for myself and when I don’t sleep at 3AM I figure things like this.
Figured I was loosing a part of myself by … I don’t know. Talking about trivial stuff, like that.
Like I didn’t write that, fuck me I miss my gf.
That I’ve seen District 9 today and it was an awesome movie!
That the series Satisfaction is a pretty good series after all. About a classy brothel and its workers.
I’ve been listening to Amanda Blank.
Played a little too many times the solitaire… or Red Faction Guerilla.
Anyway.
I see H. and J. on respectively Wednesday & Thursday.
J. is now in Paris but stays in Rouen…
I feel like it is only temporary … but I’ll see that on Thursday, of course. When I talk with her around a nice Japanese dinner. Oh boy oh boy!
Especially since she brought me some awesome chopsticks from Tokyo. Or somewhere around Tokyo, anyway.
With Toshusai Sharaku’s Ukiyo-e [ 浮世絵], and other Japanese artists.
And green tea.
will try that with her …
before I can try it with Liv.
Please make next week come faster!
Sky Might Fall
What a world that I’m livin’ in,
Will the rainstorms ever end,
Still I feel my… path narrow,
I run again,
See happiness is gone again,
And then you see ‘em,
Grey clouds up above man,
Metaphor to my life man,
Still I feel my…heart stronger then its ever been,
Strong will to my journey ends,
‘Til then I roll,
More then I’ve ever rolled not pills but the mari-ol’,
Still I feel my…eyes heavy when the days go,
Nothing helping with my head dose,
But I aint sleepin’,
Awake in another state,
Livin’ in a new space,
Still I feel my…mind runnin’ at a steady pace,
God help me so I’ll win the race
‘Til then I call
The sky might fall
The sky might fall
But I’m not worried at all
C’mon C’mon
The sky might fall
The sky might fall
But I’m not worried at all
Hey Hey
I let them know some, let them know some, let them know some
You can listen up, listen up, listen up, listen uuup
Hey I let them know some, let them know some, let them know some
You can listen up, listen up, listen up, listen uuup
Grey clouds took together fam,
Lining piercing to another land
Over the desert wit’ the lost play,
Soul searching each in every way,
An then you see tha,
Awesome sounds so profound within,
It’ll grip you…you can see it,
If you hear you can feel it too,
Somethin’ special I am runnin’ to,
‘Til then I go,
Away very far away,
To another universe where all people say,
Its a new new place for the special to embrace,
Like a martian you seein’ it,
Wandered out the place,
Take what you need from the valley of the hopeful,
Even if you dry you’ll be floatin’ high above it,
You can say Bye Bye Bye,
Sky might be fallin’ but remember you can fly high.
The sky might fall
The sky might fall
But I’m not worried at all
C’mon C’mon
The sky might fall
The sky might fall
But I’m not worried at all
Hey Hey
I let them know some, let them know some, let them know some
You can listen up, listen up, listen up, listen uuup
Hey I let them know some, let them know some, let them know some
You can listen up, listen up, listen up, listen uuup
—KiD CuDi
Listening to his latest release when I’m not playing at Red Faction Guerilla. Got to recover from the parties and the alcohol.
y’a know.
the usual.
Ikea
I guess inspiration can be found even in the most universal furniture shop in the world – or not exactly within the walls of the shops, more like once you stepped out of it, went back to your place and comfortably sat in your chair in front of your comp.
Yeah, I’m writing a little. Of course it is no comparison to the moment I had with Liv at her place : grey day; her sipping tea staring at the window, me lying on the floor writing. I know it was one of those moments I remember. And so does she.
She’s off harvesting grapes to make some genuine champaign. In Champagne. Ya know.
I miss her.
Reminds me of some other time with another girl.
And even though she is the total opposite of that girl (maybe not “total”, but still), the feelings I have when she is away are the same I had, somehow. Only different because … well, things are different. Still, I can’t help but to feel some weird similarities between the two.
And yeah, you got it, not the good parts at all.
Things are different remember ?
A lot different, and yet the situation looks like the same.
Distance, separation.
Expiration date ?
Don’t know.
Can’t tell.
Maybe, maybe not; I’ll see in due time.
What I know is that…
it seems that things never change.
I mean they do, but there are always some similarities even when you don’t want them to be around in your relationship.
Goddamn.
It wasn’t supposed to be like that.
And to know that N. wants to go back to Europe.
What a bitch she was … still, she had consistency.
When you flee, you better flee for good.
Don’t come back to the crime scene, cue things never changes there.
A crime is still a crime.
haha, I suppose sometimes there just isn’t any places left to hide.
Hide or keeping a low profile – either way it doesn’t seem to work.
Anyway, I’m listening to KiD CuDi’s 2nd album (a surprisingly good album!) at 11:41PM when I should sleep.
3 nights of fiestas.
I’m tired.
Don’t want to sleep, don’t want my eyelids to be the backcloth of my personal collection of films that all starts with the name “Flashback”.
And oh yeah, they’re vintage.
Anyway, I should sleep, 15hours in 3 days ain’t good.
“Day ‘n’ nite. // The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at nite // He’s all alone through the day ‘n’ nite. // The lonely loner seems to free his mind at nite, ah ah at nite.”
I want to be with Liv.
Damn.
