Voici quelques photos prisent sur le moment, avec la jolie Sara
29 août 2012
27 août 2012
psychedelic COVER
Hello! This is my first psychedelic cover, with Sara at the guitar and both of us singing. Hope you enjoy it, and reviews are always a good way of expressing yourself about the video :)
Hello! Voici ma première cover, et la première psychédélique, avec Sara a la guitare et nous deux aux voix.
23 août 2012
KENYA
just coming back!
Met overwhelming people, (seeing them soon!) and came back with butterflies in my stomach and a head full of dreams. Over there, everyone is seeming to enjoy life, living with a small quantity of water or in houses which can break down at any moment. But weirdly, i noticed all these people were so much happier than we are, being aware that every little thing they have is a precious gift and that nothing comes to you without work. our belongings are what make us a rich country, but not a precious-minded one. In Nairobi, try to say hello to anyone across streets, and he'll answer joyfully. In paris, people will only look at you like you're a strange creature landed on Earth a few hours ago. Always smiling, more generous than us but nevertheless so much poorer, they taught me one lesson i bet i'll never forget ; belongings don't make you a better-minded person, they only increase your individualism, making you suspicious, making you care more for objects or for your house than for the ones who love you. I've been comforted in my idea that all "developed" countries should learn a lesson from the poor ones, should be taught that money will never make true happiness and the only happiness you'll ever get with money will be a very short-timed one. That's why i smile when i hear them all talking about studying, about buying a house and having kids. I'd only want to travel, never worry about what others may think and dying like it's was written up there i would. living my own independent life, far from our society and never depending on money to be happy, but on the people i'd meet and the places i'd go. I think they'd call it a "refuse of growing up".
Met overwhelming people, (seeing them soon!) and came back with butterflies in my stomach and a head full of dreams. Over there, everyone is seeming to enjoy life, living with a small quantity of water or in houses which can break down at any moment. But weirdly, i noticed all these people were so much happier than we are, being aware that every little thing they have is a precious gift and that nothing comes to you without work. our belongings are what make us a rich country, but not a precious-minded one. In Nairobi, try to say hello to anyone across streets, and he'll answer joyfully. In paris, people will only look at you like you're a strange creature landed on Earth a few hours ago. Always smiling, more generous than us but nevertheless so much poorer, they taught me one lesson i bet i'll never forget ; belongings don't make you a better-minded person, they only increase your individualism, making you suspicious, making you care more for objects or for your house than for the ones who love you. I've been comforted in my idea that all "developed" countries should learn a lesson from the poor ones, should be taught that money will never make true happiness and the only happiness you'll ever get with money will be a very short-timed one. That's why i smile when i hear them all talking about studying, about buying a house and having kids. I'd only want to travel, never worry about what others may think and dying like it's was written up there i would. living my own independent life, far from our society and never depending on money to be happy, but on the people i'd meet and the places i'd go. I think they'd call it a "refuse of growing up".
2 août 2012
J-2
Je vais bientôt faire développer ma première pellicule et viens d'acquérir un canon AE-1+50mm 1,8, donc j'ai de quoi faire! Je pars après-demain pour le kenya, c'est une grande aventure mais une grande appréhension également. Que vais-je trouver là-bas? En bonne française n'ayant jamais connu la précarité, je redoute de découvrir enfin l'autre face, la pauvre, où les gens mènent courageusement une dure vie, où les coutumes ancestrales dominent encore les esprits. Que vais-je en tirer? Vais-je resortir grandie de cette aventure, avec comme objectif de retourner là-bas dès que possible, aider ces familles et participer à un nouveau séjour humanitaire? C'est un voyage plein de doutes, de craintes mais d'envie, d'envie de liberté, s'échapper un peu du paysage urbain pour découvrir une autre vérité moderne, un autre mode de vie, en adéquation avec la nature. Durant ces quelques jours, je vais essayer de faire la part des choses, un tri dans ma vie, repenser mon mode de vie et mes attentes futures. Je doute trop pour faire une mise au point optimale, mais j'espère y voir plus clair à la fin du voyage, enfin savoir qui je suis et qui je veux devenir, changer ma relation aux autres. Je vous rapporterai des photographies je l'espère vraies sur la situation au kenya, des portraits d'enfants et des paysages magnifiques.
à dans deux semaines
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