Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Calvi On The Rocks

I'm a little late with my posts but as there is no indian summer this year, looking back to these pictures makes me feel like I am back in july when I sailed to Calvi On The Rocks with mermaid Sacha (Soyons-Ouf) . See her post on the event >here< 
We had a great time listening to The Shoes over the turquoise water of l'île de Beauté.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Hair Color Mood Palette

Green Revolution
Red Menace
Agent Orange
Blue Ruin
Like about 90% of the girls of my generation one of my favorite movies is Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind directed by Michel Gondry.
First because I identify myslef to the crazy Clémentine (Kate Winslet) and then because the whole story described a situation I knew I would have to face one day. Sometimes I would like to put all the the memories I have with my ex-boyfriend in a bag, let Dr Mierzwiak draw a map to erase them all and meet him again.

The idea of the script is taken from two books written Boris Vian "L'Herbe Rouge" that narrates the adventures of an engineer who creates a machine to make him relive his past to forget his anguish and "L'Arrache-Coeur" that tells the story of a psychiartrist who is actually an empty cell who tris to fill in psychoanalysed people assimilating their thoughts.

Anyway all this to say that I'm in a total Clementine mood these days and I wanted to try for the first time changing my hair color. In Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind the color schemes present to the viewer a mnemonic method for arranging the film within an intelligible order. Clementines's hair color moves from green when she first meets Joel to red when she leaves the happiest time with him, to orange when she wants to break up to finally blue refering to the post-breakup and re-falling in love with Joel. That schizophrenic association of hair color to personality is something I've experienced these past few months but in a more Tye & Dye style ! Love the way the color are named in the film and I'll try to name mine.
Red Cosmos 
Snow Bride
Purple Scar

Saturday, September 8, 2012

HOMES

Where I've been sleeping this summer...
All the videos have been made with the movie director app on iPhone. It's not quality but these are the epic flags of our lunar voyage through the United States.

Home 1 - Echo Park, Los Angeles


Home 2 - Venice Beach, Los Angeles


Home 3 - Joshua Tree, California


Home 4 - Paris, Las Vegas


Home 5 - San Francisco

Homes missing: Palo Alto the Steve Jobs and Zukerberg town, Palm Springs motel, the Golden Nuggets in Las Vegas freak hotel, Grand Canyon, Barstow the ghost town in the middle of nowhere and our amazing flat in the Lower East Side in New-York.

Monday, July 16, 2012

Anyone Else But You

Since a couple of weeks I went back behind the microphone. This is my first attempt and I apologize for the poor quality of the sound and images that have been taken with my digital cam in Biarritz.

R.I.P BEN THOMAS see you soon up there

Thursday, June 21, 2012

When the mermaids are silent

Silent Mermaids for Fish Funerals
The Diamond Meteorite
The Lighthouse
Café Caramel
Migratory Elephant
Bird on Board
A 320
 Vomit Bag

For the first time of my french life I've been to the South West of the hexagon for a medical convention. How beautiful and insipiring the landscapes of Biarritz are ! When I arrived at the beach on the morning I was alone in front of an apocalyptic skyline traversed by prehistoric meteorites. I was reading Quand les sirènes se taisent written by Maxence Van Der Meersch with a dead fish when I realized the described strike was boring compare to what I had before my eyes so I started drawing. 

More drawings here > DRAWING<

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

The Creative Act

Esmeralda Da Costa left a text written by Marcel Duchamp in my kitchen two weeks ago. Since then this cute little book gave me the eye. Today was the day to read it and share it to the world. Everyone who has even a little interest in art should be aware of the concepts he develops such as the art coefficient and the mediumistic being... Enjoy !

  "Let us consider two important factors, the two poles of the creation of art: the artist on one hand, and on the other the spectator who later becomes the posterity.
            To all appearances, the artist acts like a mediumistic being who, from the labyrinth beyond time and space, seeks his way out to a clearing.
If we give the attributes of a medium to artist, we must then deny him the state of consciouscness on the esthetic plane about what he is doing or why he is doing it. All his decisions in the artistic excecution of the work rest with pure intuition and cannot be translated into a self-analysis, spoken or written, or even thought out.
           T.S Eliot, in his essay on Tradition and individual talent, writes "The more perfect the artist, the more completely separate in him will be the man who suffers and the mind which creates; the more perfectly will the mind digest and translate the passions which are its material".
           Millions of artists create; only a few thousands are discussed or accepted by the spectator and many less again are consecrated by posterity.
           In the last analysis, the artist may shout from all the rooftops that he is a genius; he will have to wait for the verdict of the spectator in order that his declarations take a social value and that, finally, posterity includes him in the primers of Art History.
I know that this statement will not meet with the approval of many artists who refuse this mediumistic role and insist on the validity of their awareness in the creative act - yet art history has consisently decided upon the virtues of a work of art through considerations completely divorced from the rationalized explanations of the artist.
           If the artist, as a human being, full of the best intentions toward himself and the whole world, plays no role at all in the judgement of his own work, how can one describe the phenomenon which prompts the spectator to react critically to the work of art ? In other words how does this reaction come about ?
           This phenomenon is comparable to a transference from the artist to the spectator in the form of an esthetic osmosis taking place through the inert matter, such as pigment, piano or marble.
But before we go further, I want to clarify our understanding of the word "art" - to be sure, without an attempt to a definition.
           What I have in mind is that art may be bad, good or indifferent, but, whatever adjective is used, we must call it art, and bad art is still art in the same way as a bad emotion is still an emotion...
           Therefore, when I refer to "art coefficient", it will be understood that I refer not only to great art, but I am trying to describe the subjective mechanism which produces art in a raw state - à l'état brut - bad, good or indifferent.
           In the creative act, the artist goes from intention to realization through a chain of totally subjective reactions. His struggle toward the realization is a series of efforts, pains, satisfactions, refusals, decisions, which also cannot and must not be fully self-conscious, at least on the esthetic plane.
The result of this struggle is a difference between the intention and its realization, a difference which the artist is not aware of.
Consequentely, in the chain of reactions accompanying the creative art, a link is missing. This gap which represents the inability of the artist to express fully his intention; this difference between what he intended to realize and did realize, is the personal "art coefficient" contained in the work.
In other words, the personal "art coefficient" is like an arithmetical relation between the unexpressed but intended and the unintentionally expressed.
           To avoid a misunderstanding, we must remember that this "art coefficent" is a personal expression of art "à l'état brut", that is still in a raw state, which must be "refined" as pure sugar from molasses, by the spectator; the digit of this coefficient has no bearing whatsoever on this verdict. The creative act takes another aspect when the spectator experiences the phenomenon of transmutation; through the change from inert matter into a work of art, an actual transubstantiation has taken place, and the role of the spectator is to determine the weight of the work on the esthetic scale.
All in all, the creative act is not performed by the artist alone; the spectator brings the work in contact with the external world by deciphering and interpreting its inner qualifications and thus adds his contribution to the creative act. This becomes even more obvious when posterity gives its final verdict and sometimes rehabilitates forgotten artists."

Marcel Duchamp (1957); Art News, volume 56 n°4

Monday, June 11, 2012

Coral Sun

Coral Sun 


This video shows the search of the Moroccan Coral Sun and its golden rays along the valleys of the Atlas Mountains and the Altlantic coast. The music I chose is, unsuprisingly, the psychedelic and throbbing "Sun" of the canadian dj Caribou.

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