I Wish Some Moments Lasted Longer.

Diary, Paris, Photography

View from Behind the Taj Mahal

Here I am, back to Paris. Spending the last days of summer in town, reading, thinking, looking for uninterrupted time.

I miss being in India. The quiet inside I felt while there. You’d wish it lasted longer.

Listening to The Bukowski Tapes keeps me company. The way he’s stretching his vowels makes me smile, throwing in between two breathes a little bit of his soul.

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More of The Charles Bukowski Tapes : here.

I Wish Some Moments Lasted Longer.

Diary, Paris, Photography

View from Behind the Taj Mahal

Here I am, back to Paris. Spending the last days of summer in town, reading, thinking, looking for uninterrupted time.

I miss being in India. The quiet inside I felt while there. You’d wish it lasted longer.

Listening to The Bukowski Tapes keeps me company. The way he’s stretching his vowels makes me smile, throwing in between two breathes a little bit of his soul.

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More of The Charles Bukowski Tapes : here.

Summer Reading List.

Books, Photography, Reading

SummerReadingListOnly women’s wisdom will help me get through this year. So here’s my summer reading list :

SpeedBoat, Renata Adler.

tags : Strenght, Female Reporter, Life

NW, Zadie Smith.

tags : Beauty, City, Stories

The Flamethrowers, Rachel Kushner.

tags : Art World, Gordon Matta-Clark, Dangerous (italian) Lover

Almost there, Nuala O’Faolin.

tags : Ireland, Life-changing, Experience

I’m curious to hear what’s your summer reading list and if you’ ve read some of these already.

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Summer Reading List.

Books, Photography, Reading

SummerReadingListOnly women’s wisdom will help me get through this year. So here’s my summer reading list :

SpeedBoat, Renata Adler.

tags : Strenght, Female Reporter, Life

NW, Zadie Smith.

tags : Beauty, City, Stories

The Flamethrowers, Rachel Kushner.

tags : Art World, Gordon Matta-Clark, Dangerous (italian) Lover

Almost there, Nuala O’Faolin.

tags : Ireland, Life-changing, Experience

I’m curious to hear what’s your summer reading list and if you’ ve read some of these already.

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Tropical Light, Notes on Los Muertos.

argentine, film, wild life

los-muertos

What feels home to a man who killed his brothers ? Heading into wild ? Wending his way downriver and Leaving his past behind?

I went to see Los Muertos from Lisandro Alonso who is an Argentine film director. The story is about a convicted murderer named Vargas (Argentino Vargas)  released from prison after 20 years and travels by boat through the jungle to see his daughter. Vargas as a Man is a story in itself, fiercely alive. While navigating his new life everything seems already known, and unsurprising. Even at the end where he abruptly fades away and abandoned the viewer, breathless, with some children’s toys, chicken and rustling leaves.

Quiet, beautiful, fantomatic, uncanny, everyday vernacular with lots of gloom. Long uninterrupted shots of lush vegetation, sunlight, a lonesome room, a wordless lunch, small folding chairs, a haircut, even a blow job, a swampy river, his white shirt (this obsessed me) bees, goat, blood : nature in real time, infinite time. Each moment is desperate.

Los Muertos – and probably every Alonso’s films, are  very important to see. I loved every minutes of it, even the guitar’s tunings at the end who brought me back to (concrete) life.

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Trailer here

Observing the World.

Diary, Paris, Portrait
portrait of judith revault d'allonnes

 I have some trouble articulating my thoughts lately. Remember when we talked about being adrift and useless? Do you often have this feeling of observing the world 
through sound proof windows? My first love has passed away. Sentimental season is gone. Summer feels like winter. I found out why I like James Gray‘s films and not Chagall‘s paintings. The noise around this exhibition got me upset. Beautiful films from Lisandro Alonso this thursday in Beaubourg. I miss you New York and the Non Lived-In Space I dwelled. Does a place mean more than a person? I ran into an old crush who’s got my heart beat. We dance all night.

Life gets better.

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Portrait by Valerie Dray | Judith Revault d’Allonnes.

Searchin’

Diary, New York, Paris, Photography, Portrait

syrie moskowitz portrait

I haven’t photographed for about ten days. I guess bank holiday and spring break didn’t help either in the process. It makes me feel adrift and useless.Even though, I can’t complain I’ve been photographing a lot these days but mostly digital, mostly men, and mostly in public places. Quiet a challenge when you know my work is mostly film, mostly women, and mostly in their personal spaces. Since I’m back to Paris, I’ve been searching for something personal, interior with soul, some kind of beauty. Thankfully, I think I have found what I’ve been searchin’. The perfect place, at my friend Judith where there’s trees reflecting on the windows, rooms with a view, and her beautiful self.

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