Monday, December 19, 2011

Alice fuyait son bonheur - vacances

Alice est en vacances jusqu'à la rentrée!

Bonne fêtes de fin d'année à tous!

Sunday, December 18, 2011

La foire d'Impruneta - Impruneta's fair

Here is the film from "It's all in the details" (one of my old blog entries):

La foire d'Impruneta / The fair of Impruneta on YouTube 

Jacques Callot was a master-etcher from early 17th century, who made this great piece about the fair of Impruneta. The level of detail is amazing, for Jacques was truly a genius for etching, he invented new techniques. He also had set ideas against war and its atrocities, which we should appreciate and pay hommage to in my opinion.

The short vid attempts to put in parallel the etching and one painting made from it, illustrated by late renaissance/early baroque music. I felt in a kind of monthy-pythonesque mood when editing it, so enjoy!
 

Références:
Wikipedia: Jacque Callot (français)
Wikipedia: Jacques Callot (english)
Music page: http://www.jsayles.com/familypages/earlymusic.htm



Thursday, December 15, 2011

Alice fuyait son bonheur - 28

Pierre: Well! When I get the 5000 Fr, I will be happy to invite you for lunch

Alice gone, Pierre is going to meet Jeanne.
Pierre: Listen, little sis, today I met an angel.
Jeane: this young woman with such a smooth voice?

Pierre: yes my dear. I feel that thanks to her all is about to change for us.
Jeanne: You are not going to work at the garage anymore?...

Pierre: ... But I am about to have lots of ideas to make fortune!
Jeanne: ... and then, will you marry her?


Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Alice fuyait son bonheur - 27

Pierre: If  I dared asked a favour...
Alice: Yes? Is it that difficult?

Il se passe quelque chose là... Mais que va lui demander Pierre?


Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Alice fuyait son bonheur - 26

Pierre: You are better than him. The world lights up wherever you go.
Alice: May it light up for you sister too!

ça cacherait pas quelque chose ce que dit Pierre??

Monday, December 12, 2011

Friday, December 9, 2011

Rodney (an interlude)

Heyyyyyyyy!

My new short film is available here:  

This short film is an hommage to the past art of interludes, for instance the old BBC spinning wheel or the French "petit train Rébus". An interlude is predefined response to cater for the unexpected, it has its qualities in that in my opinion: the interlude acknowledges the fact that things can go wrong, or that a break is required. And it has the humility to know that it might never be shown! The petit train is special to me because it dates back from very early childhood, but also because as an interlude it proposed to solve a riddle. Therefore when shit happens, it's a good idea to use one's brain :-) Of course, I could not do this without adding my own twist to it.

The film was shot with a sony xperia 10 phone, it is a "disposable" film. I had shot my previous short on that very phone (see here for my gothic story: http://youtu.be/gjpnS3u8sSg ).

Many thanks to the fantastic team at the exploding cinema for showing this to a great audience!

Enjoy.

Alice fuyait son bonheur - 24

Pierre: It is a miracle! With this money, I could pay for Jeanne's surgery! How could I ever thank you, miss?
Alice: Me?

Vote: le sourire d'Alice, naturel ou non? En tout cas c'est le préféré du photographe!

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Alice fuyait son bonheur - 22

Alice: He thinks one or two details of your invention could potentially be reused.
Pierre: I think so too, for sure.

Monday, December 5, 2011

Alice fuyait son bonheur - 21

(Pierre arrived and Alice explained)
Alice: After you left, Mr. Dauville regretted he discouraged you.
Pierre: Very nice of him.


Sunday, December 4, 2011

Le silence tue ~ Silence kills

Le silence est une arme de toutes les dictatures de l'humain, non seulement le silence qui interdit aux gens de s'exprimer ou à des personnes de les représenter, mais aussi le silence de l'auto-censure qui est le plus pernicieux de tous. Il y a aussi le froissement des billets verts contre les silences des billets d'espoir, passés en fraude depuis les prisons, depuis les camps: la menue monnaie du coeur contre les millions des affaires.

Je mentionais dans cet article Worst countries for women / Les femmes en danger 
le cas de la journaliste ayant réalisé un reportage sur les les femmes afghannes victimes de viols, reportage que l'instance européenne commanditaire avait finalement décidée de ne pas projeter. Et bien, cela a fait grand bruit (voir article dans le Guardian Une jeune afghane doit marrier son violeur (en anglais / In english)) au point de voir Hamid Karzai intervenir pour une médiation entre la jeune femme de 19 ans et son violeur, après une réduction de peine auparavant consentie par les autorités.

Cependant, la condition de sortie de la jeune femme est la suivante et n'est pas acceptable: elle doit effectivement marrier son violeur! Elle considèrerait cette option mais qu'en dernière chance. Karzai fait encore le jeu des factions afghanes contre les droits des femmes: il doit se montrer progressiste s'il veut remporter a Bonn plus de support occidental pour soutenir son régime. Afghanistan est, rappelons-le, le deuxième pays le plus corrompu dans le monde (source: Transparency International).

Si vous êtes en Allemagne, allez faire pression sur nos gouvernements et Karzai pour améliorer la condition des femmes en afghanistan.

Si le silence avait régné, cette jeune femme et son bébé seraient en train de pourrir dans une prison afghane a la merci de tous.

Références
Une jeune afghane doit marrier son violeur (en anglais / In english)

Friday, December 2, 2011

"Rodney (an interlude)" at Exploding Cinema (London)


My latest short film, "Rodney (an interlude)", will be shown as part of the Exploding Cinema evening, at "the Others", in Stoke Newington, London. Come and join the fun of a cool evening packed with short films and beers and live music!

Put this date in your calendars: Friday 9 December, 8pm-ish

More info here:
Exploding Cinema show poster


Alice fuyait son bonheur - 20

Woman: She would like to have the surgery, but it is costly!
Alice: She should try...




Thursday, December 1, 2011

Alice fuyait son bonheur - 19

Alice: Is this why he looks so sad?
Woman: Yes, and especially because of his sister...


Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Bravo aux signataires européens inquiets au sujet de Bradley Manning

Plus de cinquante députés européens écrivent un lettre aux US pour demander des comptes sur le traitement de Bradley Manning, le soldat supposé à la source des récents Wikileaks des ambassades. Ses droits humains ne seraient pas respectés par l'administration américaine.

La lettre est ici: http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2011/nov/29/bradley-manning-mep-open-letter

Bravo aux signataires, il y en a même des français...

1. Marisa Matias, European United Left/Nordic Green Left (GUE/NGL)
2. Christian Engström  Greens-EFA
3. Ana Gomes, Progressive Alliance of Socialists and Democrats (PASD)
4. Marietje Schaake, Alliance of Liberals and Democrats for Europe (ALDE)
5. Christopher Fjellner, EPP Group
6. Jan Albrecht, Greens-EFA
7. Margrete Auken, Greens-EFA
8. Alexander Alvaro, ALDE
9. Sandrine Bélier, Greens-EFA (France)
10. Lothar Bisky, GUE/NGL
11. Pascal Canfin, Greens-EFA (France)
12. Françoise Castex, PASD (France)
13. Nessa Childers, PASD
14. Nikolaos Chountis, GUE/NGL
15. Daniel Cohn-Bendit, Greens-EFA (France)
16. Tarja Cronberg, Greens-EFA
17. Véronique De Keyser, PASD
18. Bas Eickhout, Greens-EFA
19. Cornelia Ernst, GUE/NGL
20. Jill Evans, Greens-EFA
21. Göran Färm, PASD
22. Ilda Figueiredo, GUE/NGL
23. Sven Giegold, Greens-EFA
24. Mikael Gustafsson, GUE/NGL
25. Thomas Händel,GUE/NGL
26. Rebecca Harms, Greens-EFA
27. Anna Hedh, PASD
28. Jacky Henin, GUE/NGL (France)
29. Elie Hoarau, GUE/NGL (France)
30. Richard Howitt, PASD
31. Yannick Jadot, Greens-EFA (France)
32. Ska Keller, Greens-EFA
33. Jürgen Klute, GUE/NGL
34. Jean Lambert, Greens-EFA
35. Philippe Lambert, Greens-EFA
36. Kartika Liotard, GUE/NGL
37. Sabine Lösing, GUE/NGL
38. Olle Ludrigsson, (Ludvigsson - PASD)
39. Ulrike Lunacek, Greens-EFA
40. Willy Meyer, GUE/NGL
41. Paul Murphy, GUE/NGL
42. Miguel Portas, GUE/NGL
43. Heide Rühle, Greens-EFA
44. Judith Sargentini, Greens-EFA
45. Carl Schlyter, Greens-EFA
46. Helmut Scholz, GUE/NGL
47. Marc Tarabella, PASD
48. Rui Tavares, GUE/NGL
49. Keith Taylor, Greens-EFA
50. Emilie Turunen, Greens-EFA
51. Marita Ulvskog, PASD
52. Derek Vaughan, PASD
53. Asa Westlund, PASD
54. Gabriele Zimmer, GUE/NGL

Alice Fuyait son bonheur - 17

She is almost blind, and me, so old... He gave up his studies to make ends meet when his father died...

La solidarité sociale: un besoin et une réalite depuis que l'humanité existe. Elle ne se "paye" pas, elle se vit et se partage; elle n'a pas de coût mais rapporte à tous.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Alice Fuyait Son Bonheur - 16

Later on.
Woman: That's how it happened. If our Pierre had not been here, Jeanne and I would have gone to the rest home.


Saturday, November 26, 2011

GameStopBlizzard logo

I did this intro / logo for the young gamers at GameStopBlizzard (on YouTube), I think it is cool:

video

Friday, November 25, 2011

Alice fuyait son bonheur - 15

Woman: How is this possible? Are you a fairy godmother?
Alice: I am only the messenger, Madam. And I like my role as it brings you joy.



Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Alice Fuyait son bonheur - 14

Alice: I bring him six thousand euro.
Woman: Good lord!

Si on prend en compte l'inflation, 5 000 F seraient aujourd'hui 6 670€ (inflation cumulée de 775%, soit 43 748 F).

Le SMIC de l'époque était à 4 336 F par an (ou bien 50€/mois, contre 1 365€/mois en 2011, 173hr légales par mois et 151,67hr maintenant), donc la somme de 5 000 F d'alors représentait un bon petit pactole.

Pour info, le Super coûtait 0,17€/l. Un plein de 50 litres coûtait donc 17% du SMIC mensuel, et maintenant il coûte 5% du SMIC (1€48/l pour SP95).

Pendant ce temps, US$ 5 000 sont devenus US$ 12 872,5 en termes d'aujourd'hui. Le SMIC américain fédéral de 1964 était à $1.25/hr contre $7.25/hr maintenant.

Au royaume-Uni, le SMIC (National Minimum Wage - NMW) n'existe sous une forme nationale et moderne que depuis 1999. En 1964, le salaire moyen était de  £ 1,168.23/an (£ 17,975.52 en pound constant), de nos jour le NMW est de  £6.08/hr (soit environ 1 085€/mois).

Using the CPI, inflation, we have: £1,000.00 in 1964 is equivalent to £13,452.26 in 2011
In other words, £1,000.00 today can buy the same as £55.60 could in 1964





Alice Fuyait son bonheur - 12

Lady: Pierre is my grand-son.
Alice: He looks like you madam.

Monday, November 21, 2011

Alice fuyait son bonheur - 11

Alice went on her mission...
Alice: Good morning, is Mr. Pierre Brevan here?
Woman: No my dear, he works at the garage nearby.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Alice Fuyait son bonheur - 10

Roger: You see, I have some remorses about him. You need to help me...
Alice: What can I do to help?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Worst countries for women / Des pays contre leurs Femmes

Le top 5 des pays les plus dangereux pour les femmes, suite à une enquête mondiale recherchant les niveaux de dangers, des brutalités domestiques aux attaques par l'acide en passant par le viol et autre mutilations sexuelles.

1. AFGHANISTAN. Pays instable s'il en est, en guerre sur plusieurs fronts et culturellement opposé aux femmes, jugé le pire endroit pour y vivre. Une femme enceinte de plus y a une chance sur 11 de mourir en accouchant ou des suites de complications (En Grande-Bretagne, 8,2 décès pour 100,000, France 10 pour 100,000, US 16,7 et Italie 3,9 pour 100,000). Dans un film commandité par l'union européenne, la réalisatrice Clementine Malpas a capturé des témoignages courageux de femmes, dont une violée et mise en prison avec son bébé issue du viol.

2. CONGO. Chaque année, plus de 400,000 viols sont commis dans ce pays au gouvernement corrompu (plus de 1000 viols par jour, y compris sur des enfants de 3ans! la France ne se place pas bien non plus avec 136 viols estimés au minimum, par jour en 2005) .

3.  PAKISTAN. Des attaques à l'acide sont perpetrés, mariages forcés, châtiments corporels et mises à morts rituelles.

4. INDE. En 2009; le secrétaire de l'Intérieur indien Madhukar Gupta estima que 100 millions de personnes, la plupart des femmes et jeunes filles, avaient été impliqués dans les traffics de personnes.

5. SOMALIE. Il n'y a pas de visites prénatales, peu ou pas d'hopitaux, les mutilations génitales sont systématiques.

Que faire maintenant?

This is the top 5 most dangerous countries for women, following a global poll looking at levels of danger, domestic violence, acid attacks, and rape or genital mutilation.

1. AFGHANISTAN. Very unstable country, at war on several fronts et culturally biased against women, wad deemed the worst place for women in the world. A pregnant woman has 1 chance in 11 to die in childbirth (UK is 8.2 maternal deaths for 100 000, France is 10, the US 16.7 and Italy has the lowest at 3.9). In a film sponsored by the EU, director Clementine Malpas shows the testimony of raped women, one in jail after her rape, and with the custody of her rape-conceived baby.

2. CONGO. Every year, over 400 000 rapes happen in this country with a corrupted government (that's over 1000 rapes per day, including on children as young as 3 year old! France has an estimated 136 rapes per day, which is not brilliant if not scandalous).

3. PAKISTAN. Acid attacks, forced marriages, stoning and domestic violence are common currency.

4. INDIA. The indian home Secretary Madhukar Gupta estimated that 100 million people were involved in slave/sex trafficking in 2009.

5. SOMALIA. Do I really need to explain? Systematic female genitalia mutilation, stoning and corporal punishments in places, famine, drought, politics...

What do you want to do now?


Réferences
Chiennes de garde - ENVEFF
Bulletin de Reuters (Anglais)
EU tries to block film exposing abuse of Afghan women

Alice Fuyait son Bonheur - 9

(A few moments later)
Roger: I have mission for you. Do you remember this young man who came yesterday?
Alice: Yes, he seemed nice and shy.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Alice Fuyait son Bonheur - 8

Alice: Poor Roger! He conducts love like he manages his business. Maybe he is right after all!


Qu'est-ce qui se passe là? Alice va-t-elle se laisser convaincre finalement?

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Les trois grâces de l'Europe - The Three Disgraces of Europe

Les 3 Grâces - The Three Disgraces, Monti Draghi and Papademos

The revolving doors continue rotating crooks and financial mis-advisers. As already hinted to in my previous post (Wario Praghi in Europealand), we now have a triumvirat of (dis)Graces, bringing Greed, Lies and Suffering to millions of people in Europe. This does not stop here, as Timothy Geithner, US Secretary of the Treasury, was a supporter of Henry Paulson, ex-Goldman Sachs who was the previous Secretary of the Treasury and a close relation to Mario Draghi, Timothy certainly has an ear for the financial world.

Let's give them a chance: they are fully in the public eye and can make amend; how much richer do they want to become? How much pain and suffering are they willing to impose on others to do so? Finance managed to exit Berlusconi in three weeks where years of public discontent and democracy failed: do we know whos interests are behind this triumvirat of graces? Democracy's most certainly are not.

Les portes tournantes entre escros et conseillers finassiers continue à tourner. Comme prévu dans mon article précédent (Wario Praghi in Europealand), le cercle s'est refermé sur l'Italie, et nous avons maintenant un triumvirat de trois Grâces qui représentent l'Apat du Gain; les Mensonges et la Souffrance pour des millions d'européens. Et n'oublions pas Timothy Geithner; Secrétaire US au Trésor, qui de loin continue de prêter une oreille attentive aux ordres de la finance; Timothy qui a supporté Henry Paulson, ancien secrétaire US au Trésor pendant la crise de 2008, et ancien ami de Mario Draghi de chez Goldman-Sachs.

Laissons-leur une chance: ils sont devenus des personnage publics, et peuvent encore changer de bord pour aider le peuple: combien de millions aimeraient-ils amasser? Combien de souffrance et désarroi voudraient-ils faire endurer aux autres pour arriver à leurs fins? Le monde financier a fait sortir Berlusconi en deux temps et trois mouvements, alors que le peuple italien et la démocratie n'y étaient pas parvenus au cours des années: quels intérêts se cachent derrière notre triumvirat? Certainement pas ceux de la démocratie.

Réference
Le Monde: Mario Draghi, Mario Monti et Lucas Papademos



Alice Fuyait son Bonheur - 7

Roger: ... to buy this finger the nicest engagement ring...
Alice: but... we are not engaged!


Roger: we will be, my love, so have I decided!



En voilà un qui sait ce qui veut!

Monday, November 14, 2011

Alice Fuyait son bonheur - 6

Roger: I have to measure that finger...
Alice: Why?

Mais qu'est-ce qu'il veut dire?

Friday, November 11, 2011

Alice Fuyait son Bonheur - 5

Alice: ...as you know very well I have.
Roger: That's right Alice, I do know what I want...

Mais enfin, que lui veut Roger??

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Alice Fuyait son Bonheur - 4

Alice: Roger... be a sweetie. If someone'd see us, what a scandal! And, I have lots of work to do.

Un femme avec une bonne éducation sait quoi dire dans ce genre de situation.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Alice Fuyait son Bonheur - 3





Alice: You told me a thousand times you loved me.
Roger: ... Yes, but today, desire is burning my skin... I have to kiss you...

Ahhh, les années soixante et quelques, le début de l'adolescence de DSK je présume, imprégnée de la culture d'alors...


What does the UNESCO vote mean?

What does the UNESCO vote mean?

The vote means that a global majority of gouvernments, within an organisation dedicated for the fostering of Peace, the eradication of poverty, sustainable development and intercultural dialogue through education, the sciences, culture, communication and information, see the recognition of the people of Palestine a step towards these goals. Global democracy advanced in 1 voting session the so-called peace process more than the US/Israel couple did in the past 40 years.

The seat at the table of the UNESCO entitles more or less automatically the palestianians to also seat at these UN organizations:
- WIPO: World Intellectual Property Organisation. Many US corporations have vested interests and active lobbying in this body.
- UNCTAD the UN Conference on Trade and Development.
- UNIDO: the UN Industrial Development Organisation.

Furthermore, it might not be too alien to think a body such as IAEA could vote in favour of the palestinians (see the member state list, not dissimilar to UNESCO's: http://www.iaea.org/About/Policy/MemberStates/). If the United States do not pay IAEA or the other UN bodies, they would lose their vote, their say on this sensitive matters; "Should the United States stop paying membership dues to the IAEA - which it could be forced to do under current legislation if Palestine is admitted as a member - the United States would give up our vote on the executive board," Wirth wrote in a column published Monday by Huffington Post. "It would literally lose a seat at the table during the next nuclear crisis."

This vote helped to isolate the US from the world scene, with the danger if one is not too carefull that the US would step up their bilateral agreements with various countries ("Diviser pour reigner"). That vote also showed the lack of cohesion within the European Union, weaked by the blows of the US economy crashing on our heads. We need to show the world Fraternity: the US had abandonned the UNESCO between 1984 and 2003, but the actions continued to help the poorest, thanks to the skills and overview of the UNESCO, monuments in Israel became world heritage thanks to UNESCO too.

The disengagement of the US from the international bodies could go further; following the 1990 law and the 1994 law, Republicans are keen to cut any funding they can.

The 1990 law prohibits the appropriation of capital “for the UN or any specialized agency thereof which accords the Palestine Liberation Organization the same standing as a member state.” (George Bush Sr Government), which might have been valid then, however the PLO is now recognized by the Israeli state.

In 1994, Congress forbade funding “any affiliated organization of the United Nations which grants full membership as a state to any organization or group that does not have the internationally recognized attributes of statehood.”(Bill Clinto Government).

One vocal Republican is Ileana Ros-Lehtinen, puting forward this very damaging bill (read here). The republican party might be the next party in power in the US, despite a gallery of laughable characters that make George "W" look like Einstein. That is the largest danger to world peace in my opinion.

The international community must stand united to foster peace and all the good stuff; Equality of countries is the back bone of our budding global democracy, I respect the vote from China as  much as the vote from Vanuatu, and so should the US and Israel.

Now here is my personal motion: I would support the adhesion of the Salomon Islands, Samoa, Palaos and Vanuatu to the Eurovision song contest, and encourage everyone from Europe to go on holidays there!

More links:
Detail of country votes: http://humanprovince.wordpress.com/2011/10/31/unesco-palestine/
The economist article on Ileana Ros-Lehtinen: http://www.economist.com/blogs/democracyinamerica/2011/09/palestinian-statehood

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Alice Fuyait son bonheur - 2





Roger: I love you...
Alice: if that's the news, you do lack imagination or memory!...

Comme elle le chambre là, le pôvre...

Monday, November 7, 2011

Alice Fuyait son Bonheur - 1

Faites la connaissance d'Alice! Meet Alice today!

English subtitles:
Orphan Alice wass getting used to the idea of marrying her boss, engineer Roger Dauville. He was a good and righteous man, though sometimes his good side side was tampered by his passion for business. Fortunately, Alice was there to help.
He: Hello Alice, anything new this morning?
She: Not that I know of, the mail has not arrived yet
He: Well, I have some news for you!

GRAND JEU GRATUIT / FREE GAME
Au cours de cette série, j'ai ajouté des indices pour des évènements de 1964 et d'aujourd'hui, évènements (musique, politique, arts, etc) qui se sont passés en France ou dans le reste du Monde. C'est gratuit, et vous pouvez gagner l'estime de vos amis et collègues si vous trouvez avant eux! En général, tous les indices d'un évènement sont sur une photo, mais attention, il se peut que j'ai glissé quelques indices sur plusieurs photos.

Throughout the series, I have cunningly added hints about events from 1964 and some of today's events, be it arts, politics, sports etc, that happened in France or the rest of the world; it is a free game, and you can win your colleagues and friends consideration if you win (or their eternal hatred if you win)! Clues pertaining to one event are on on photo, however, some event(s) might have their clues on several photos.




Saturday, November 5, 2011

Alice fuyait son bonheur

Ils s'aiment, mais sont-ils faits l'un pour l'autre? Un roman photo haletant de ce numéro spécial à 1 F. 50 qui vous permettra de gagner du temps sur vos heures de boulot, et de vivre les choix, parfois difficiles, de notre héroïne et de notre jeune héro des temps modernes (des années soixante).

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Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Wario Praghi in Europealand


Wario Praghi in Europealand
Hello All,

Great (or "Bad-est") news, as a super vilain is just starting a new life in Europealand: Wario Praghi, Wario's cousin from Rome! The gaming will, without any doubt, gain a new degree of excitment, especially since the past 8 years when the Europealand Bank of Coins (EBC) had disappeared in the foggy lands of Tricheteria.

The game's plot is a bit lousy, but hey, this is all for fun and for the coins:
Super Mario Wonti was kidnapped by Queen Noemi of Milanoa, who held him prisonner in her castle, until he turns at least 18. Your mission is to rescue him, but beware, as you go in the different, colourful levels of the game, the evil Wario Praghi will set his minions on to you. A whole new scale of dangers: the sub-prime trap, the credit swap bonus, the Lehman-bros curse, and many more! Unlock new characters: Le Petit Nicholas and Angela. Let the confusion begin!

New levels will be regularly added, with a new bonus chapter already penciled in  for Easter: "Chocolate coins in Spaghettilandia", also available in chinese, american-english and euro-gibberish.

Would you trust Wario's morality when he said he did not know about Goldman Sachs' Greek dealings? Was he the super hero on top of that business or not? Were the alledged 300 million coins too a little sum to make it to the economic reports? What other surprises await the people, betrayed by the politics, in the near future? How much more of our money to pay for their yachts and pensions?


We demand:
  • Mario Draghi must resign from his role now until european judges clear his past. 
  • The revolving doors must stop: enough "conflict" of interests.
  • Speculation and virtual money must stop: our governments must act for us, the people who elected them, and not profit their "friends"...


Salut à tous!

La nouvelle du jour, c'est bien sùr un nouveau super vilain qui débute en Europealand: Wario Praghi, le cousin romain de Wario. Le jeu, sans nul doute, atteindra un nouveau niveau d'amusement, surtout après ces 8 dernières années où la Banque Europealandaise des Pièces avait disparue dans les vallées brumeuses de Tricheteria.

Le thème du jeu est relativement simplet, mais bon, on y va pour le fun et les pièces après tout:
Super Mario Wonti a été kidnappé par la Reine Noemi de Milanoa, qui le garde prisonier dans son château, jusqu'à ce qu'il aie au moins 18 ans. Votre mission est de le secourir, mais attention, dans tous les niveaux, le diabolique Wario Praghi vous envoie des vagues d'ennemis. De trépidantes missions et des nouveaux pièges: le sub-prime explosif, le credit-swap à retardement, la malédiction des frêres Lehman, et bien plus! Debloque de nouveaux personnages: Le Petit Nicholas et Angela. Que la confusion commence!

De nouvelles aventures seront ajoutées prochainement, avec un chapitre bonus pour Pâques: "Pièces en chocolat au Spaghettilandia", disponible aussi en franglais, franco-allemand et soft-porn italien.

Wario ne savait-il vraiment rien des accords et des actions passées de Goldman Sachs au sujet de la dette grecque? En tant que responsable du secteur et de ce type de produit, comment cela se pourrait-il? Les 300 millions de "pièces" n'etaient-elle que du menu fretin invisble à son tableau de bord? Quelles sont les surprises à venir pour nous, le peuple, trahi par les politiques de tous bords? Combien encore de notre argent ont-ils besoin pour financer leurs yachts et retraites?

Nous demandons que
  • Mario Draghi soit suspendu jusqu'a que plein lumière soit faite sur ses conflits d'intérêts supposés.
  • Les portes tourantes entre le politique et les grandes compagnies du privé soient contrôlées.
  • La spéculation et l'argent "virtuel" doivent être enrayés par nos gouvernements, pour le profit du peuple qui les a élus, et non pas pour celui de leurs "amis".

Sources/Lectures:
Après la peste le choléra
Le Monde: Le dossier noir du VRP du hors-bilan
Mario Draghi, un soupçon de la Goldman-Sachs à la BCE
An intriguing proposal from Mario Draghi
Draghi and Trichet's secret letter to the Italian Gov
Les banksters au pouvoir

Picture/image above: feel free to copy it from my blog, for non-commercial use only.

2:46am

This new video is about expressing how one of my paintings came to existence, as a symbol of the dreams I often have of doors, passages, claustrophobia, the feeling of expectation; the text is that goes with it is also my composition, though it came after the painting was done, a copy of it is on the YouTube page.
Who might have influenced me in some dreams were Scott Walker, Scelsi, Nick Drake and various other composers.


Ma nouvelle vidéo tente d'exprimer les sentiments qui m'ont amené à peindre cette toile, comme un symbole pour tous mes rêves. Très souvent, il s'agit de rêves de portes, espaces restreints voire claustrophobiques, avec une attente implicite. Le texte est de moi également, et il est dispo sur la page YouTube ci-dessus.
Musicalement, Scott Walker, Scelsi, Nick Drake et une variété d'autres composeurs auraient influencé ces rêves.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Nascence

This morning was very quiet on Oxford Street (London, UK). It usually is bustling with people, a mixed crowd of business suits, zipping couriers, shoppers and tourists. Today 8am, fresh air, eerily empty streets welcomed me. Somehow this threw me off into a relaxed state of mind, strolling the street, feeling free.

And that was when I saw 'it': Castaneda spoke about the cubic centimeter of chance/opportunity that hovers in any situation, to be seized by anyone who sees it. This morning, 'it' was everywhere I could see, nascent opportunities twirling in the air, the pot of gold at the bottom of a rainbow. Very strange and nice feeling: the freedom of seizing one's potential and veering to something new, the inspiration one could get from other people, the number of connections that could be made.

'It' was for every walk of life, for everyone. Such a peaceful feeling too: no need to rush or fight, only openness mattered and a certain contentment of being alive.

Here is a meditation that I think could help to foster that feeling:

  • - Walk at a slightly-slower-than your normal pace in the street, avoid busy streets.

  • - Take a few deep breaths as you walk. Whilst doing so, relax tension in your shoulders and arms, neck; relax any stressed part of your body as you walk. Be mindful of your steps.

  • - As you keep your mind on breathing slowly, imagine you are in a different role than the one you currently occupy, for instance be a photographer if you are a baker, become a house wife if you are a suit etc. or just be if it is what you prefer.

  • - Then aimlessly look around you (be careful though if crossing a street or of road works!). Keep breathing and check you are not creating tension in your body.

  • - Then, as you look around, think 'if I were...' that role you chose, '... this is what I could do now!' Let your mind free and wander, let it find the nascent ideas.

  • - Whenever you chose, take a couple of deep breaths and resume normal walking.

  • Please leave your feedback on this! Let me know whether that worked for you!

    Tuesday, July 12, 2011

    Summer break

    Please enter your email/follow this blog to be up to date for September, I am taking a Summer break until then!

    Monday, July 11, 2011

    ExplodingCinema - Screening of 'The Key to Forgiveness'

    Hello All,

    This was a fantastic evening!

    The event took place at "the Others" in Stoke Newington. Cool venue, with a nice ambient installation to give the mood. The audience was there, filling all of the space, for an exciting evening of short films, some of which were also part of the 'Disposable Film' selection.

    Lots of good stuff was shown, and I have enjoyed watching most of it I have to say. From a musical standpoint, I reckon 'Exit Machine' struck a chord with me (and with most of the audience too).

    Here is 'Key To Forgiveness' as it was screened:
    Key To Foregiveness on YouTube

    Exploding Cinema - http://www.explodingcinema.org/  Many thanks to the whole team for this brilliant event!

    Wednesday, July 6, 2011

    The Parable of the Desert Dream, part 4

    (Previous chapters:
    )

    The sun was high, shining straight down in the well, but I had to keep digging. My instinct told me water was near. The noise of the pulley was the only noise to be heard, beyond a faint buzz of insects. We moved in this place a few months ago, I wanted to leave much of my life behind and to start anew. No one was living here, not anymore, old settlements had all but vanished, buried in the sand, a century ago. Older dwellings, carved in the mountain rocks, could be visited, bare shells as reminders of long absent tribes.

    I decided to make my way back home, a glorified trailer. We landed, so to speak, on a little plateau, overlooking a large flat valley and more hills opposite. Our view:  a small factory on these hills, the line of electricity pylons, the dusty road with the occasional truck. Our garden finished abruptly in a cliff, encased on each side by mountains. The trailer emerged like a futuristic ruin from the ground, a spacecraft crashed on Mars.

    My wife was talking to three men, their horses loose. One wore the Bedouin-style attire, the others were casual. When she saw me, she waved. “Here is my husband”, she said, “we have recently moved here as I explained.” We exchanged salutations. Their attitude clearly showed we were not welcomed in the area. “This land is ours”, said the tallest man, “you have no right to be here”. My wife showed him the property act, “This is the act, we bought this land from the government. It is rightly ours!”; he took the paper from her hands and tore it in two, “There is only you and us here”, he added, looking at me straight into the eyes, “and soon, only us.” They turned around briskly, mounted their horses and left.

    Our children came out of the caravan. “Who were these men?”, they asked. “Our new neighbours”, I replied.

    The sun was high, shining straight down in the well, but I had to keep digging. And I had been doing so for over a week since we had the ‘visit’. Tired, I threw down my sweaty cap on the sand, walked to my horse and let it find home. My wife was waiting for me, looking anxious. “They children have disappeared”, she cried, “I think they kidnapped them!”. “Calm down!”, I said, “What makes you think this?”. She described how they played this morning, then just before lunch she heard them shout, amidst the noise of horses galloping; she ran to them, but they were not there anymore, no trace of fighting on the floor, no evidence except for a jambiya in a simple wooden sheath, left in the dust. “How did this get here”, I exclaimed. “This is the evidence, they kidnapped my daughter and son”, explained my wife. I put the dagger in my belt and went inside the house for my old army gun. Jumping on the bed, I added “Call the police if I am not back tomorrow”. She kissed me goodbye.

    Their houses were not too far, and before sun down I had reached the outer limit of their dwellings. Goats were roaming freely, eating whatever their tough gums could get hold of; the low stoned walls were still radiating the day’s heat, drips of water around the olive trees located downhill. The settlement was unfinished, missing a rooftop there, proper windows here, plaster. The only signs of inhabitants were the protruding TV aerials. I unmounted, took my gun out and checked its safety, thinking that this term was really a misnomer, and made my way for the largest house, where all the villagers were gathered, from the music I could hear from the distance. A plan started to form in my mind, I would irrupt in the middle of them, and seize any child I could, an eye for an eye.

    “Where are my children?”, I shouted, aiming my gun at one of the men, one who came to visit us a week ago. In my arms, I had a little girl, possibly 8, my daughter’s age. A circle of children, men and women were staring at me with horror and in complete silence. “Are you crazy? What are you talking about?”, asked the man; “You know... today some of your men came and took my children away!”, I replied. “This is ridiculous”, he said, “Why would we do this? We are not brigands or murderers, look around you!”. This was a perfect setup, I was made to look like the aggressor. “Here is my evidence!”, I showed them the dagger, inadvertently releasing the child. They all murmured at once; the man opened his arms to me and said: “Look, this jambiya does not belong to us, we do not wear them”, and effectively I could see this. “However”, he added, “I know where this one comes from... but I will not discuss it with a gun pointed at me”.

    “On the ground, you said?”, he asked, giving me back the dagger. We sat in the backroom, on cushions around a low table, dimly lit by a few candles. A woman had brought tea. “This is a special gift to you. The spirits of the mountain bestowed it to you”, seeing my incomprehension, he added: “This jambiya will take the shape of what you want it to do, the hilt would change into silver if so you wish, the blade would transform into diamond, it will mirror what you want the most, it will make it come true. To a price: your children”. I started laughing, this story was unbelievable, he was only trying to buy time, maybe to hide my children some other place. His hands clapped, silencing me. The woman came back, bringing a small tray with burning incense, she placed it in front of us. After she had left, the man resumed talking: “Look, look in the smoke my friend...” My mind wandered and I started to make out some shapes out of the patterns whirling in the air: the moon crescent, a hook, a cigarette, clouds, spirals, but a dark shape, absence of smoke, suddenly lashed at me, making me gasp.
    “This one was an old friend of yours”, the man said, “you did your army with him; he died next to you, you killed him by accident, didn’t you?” No one knew about this. “Who told you?” I asked, suspecting the answer. “You did. The spirits just relayed this to me”, he candidly replied, “you must now follow me”. He stood up.

    The night had fallen by now, we both silently mounted our horses and started our journey. He explained that we were heading for the disused caves. Soon enough, we stopped and made the final part on foot, the track to narrow and steep for our mounts. The entrance to the cave was large and dark, the moonlight did not reach much deeper into it, as if its light was swallowed by the cave’s depths. I could hear some faint crying inside, my children! I rushed in, despite the man urging me to wait. There was the light of a campfire, an old man sitting there, with my children next to him, lying on the floor, possibly asleep. It was not crying, but a bizarre chuckle I had heard, coming from the old man; his skin was parched like the sand, shadows playing on his face. “The time for choice has come”, he said waving at the children, “what is your wish?”. 


    I felt numb, thrown into a kind of nightmare fairytale, where all the traditional characters were present but twisted. My hands were clammy, so I automatically wiped them on my shirt, where they found the jambiya. I took the dagger out and pointed it at the man, “Release my children now”, I said; he did not budge. I slowly stepped to my right around the fire, and check on them: they were slowly breathing. In a resonating voice, the old man said “Your wish? A sacrifice is required now the blade was drawn!”. The villager had followed me into the cave, he stood by the limit of the light and shadows, he said “In our tradition, blood must be drawn if the blade was drawn”.

    “This is mad, I never wished for anything, why me? Why my family? I did not call for whatever spirit world, nor did any ritual! Why?”, I asked, looking at both men. The old man spoke: “Your ancestors all wished for it, dreamed it, and eventually were heard. Today is the arrival and the reunion.” He then continued: “The choice must be made.” Suddenly, my hand got a life of its own! The blade, however hard I tried to restrain it, slowly advanced to my son’s throat. “There is nothing you can do”, the spirit said, “what is the wish?”. Panicked, I screamed “Peace! We want peace!” The spirit started laughing, “This, I cannot give you”, he said. My hand was so near the throat. “Wait!” I heard, as the man jumped in the circle of light and, holding me by my shoulders, spun me around. The dagger pulled my hand inside his chest, reaching for the beating heart; blood splattered the ground. He fell down onto his knees, then onto his side, his eyes already gazing at whatever beyond there might be. I turned around, the spirit had left.

    The sun was high, shining straight down in the well, but I had to keep digging. My instinct told me water was near. As usual now, some of the villagers had come to help us. Our children were playing together, sharing card games and stones and laughter, and I felt suspended in heavens for the briefest moment, and my heart was filled with awe, and a joyous fountain suddenly sprung from the ground! 

    537

    I am casting back my mind to 2000, from today's UK storm about Rupert Murdoch's "News of the World" (#notw) phone hacking allegations, with the recent, disgusting twist on interfering with the late Milly Dowler's voicemail, with her parents emotions and with the police investigation. A twitter campaign was  put together in a matter of hours by a few persons, individual tweets started to lobby brands so that they stopped advertising for this newspaper: Ford first, then other brands followed in matter of 24hrs. David Cameron, UK PM finally committed to a public inquiry into the matter (whereas his side-kick Nick Clegg refused to back such an inquiry as per The Telegraph article here).

    I am happy about this, but I am not entirely satisfied yet. A tweet is hardly democracy, industrial lobbies should not be part of democacy, politics must take their cues and directions from the people, not from finance and powerful friends. The only way to ensure this, is by VOTING. It is by asking questions and demanding clear answers, it is by stating what we want.

    Back to 2000... 537 was the number of votes in the USA's presidential elections who changed the world we lived in. Every vote counts.

    Tuesday, July 5, 2011

    The Key to Forgiveness - Screening at the Others, Stoke Newington

    My short film "The Key to Forgiveness" has just been selected by the Exploding Cinema crew! (#disposablefilm)

    Screening: 
    Saturday 9th July (show starts 8pm)
    6-8 Manor road, Stoke Newington N16 5SA
    London, United Kingdom
    Rail & Tube: Stoke Newington, Dalston Junction (+243, 149, or 67)
    Dalston Kingsland (+243, 149, or 67), Finsbury Park (+106)
    Buses: 106, 243, 149, 67, 73


    Parable of the desert dream...

    Part 4 is coming soon! Patience! It will be revealed this week.

    Sunday, July 3, 2011

    Libyan conflict: what's up with Viagra?

    An interesting point on view from Germaine Greer on BBC's question time regarding the rape claims recently made:

    http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/programmes/question_time/9509818.stm

    This might not be available from outside the UK, but there could be snippets on YouTube.

    Coulrophobia

    Coulrophobia:
    1. The irrational fear of clowns. Example: "Please switch BBC Parliament channel to Cbeebies, Prime Minister's Questions scares me".

    Saturday, July 2, 2011

    Apart gallery summer show (London)

    As the fashion is these days, another pop-up store, in the shape of the Apart gallery summer show in Marlborough street (off Regent street, in London). In the same area, we have also the Outline editions, and earlier the Banksy shop, in Berwick street too.

    I am not going to detail each and every work from there, only focus on the ones I liked. Overall, however, I was agreeably surprised by the quality of the works presented. Most of the pieces avoid the now-too-common pitfall of post pop-art in my opinion.

    The first, right by the entrance, observing you, ready to talk you into 'Him', is the fantastically realistic-looking "Him for Sale" by Robert Gordon McHarg III FRSA (here is a pic from the Zoo Fair).This life-size portraiture of Saatchi actually reminded me a few years back at the Saatchi Gallery the work done by Duane Hanson, and also a chicken-headed character, including real chicken skin, unfortunately I forgot the name right now.

    I then liked Joe Black's "Playing with Chucky" - used on the flyer of the gallery - entirely made of lego pieces.

    The "Minnie Screen", a three-panel screen by James Holdsworth with a very cheeky Minnie painted, on a background of newspaper clippings, definitely caught my attention. The work was of superb quality.

    Possibly my favorite for now, "Japanese Hope" by MadBunny: an installation of daisies and grass spring from the floor (the wooden floor was demolished there), on a background of rubles. Very touching.

    Chris Campbell's "A406 Empire's End" too had a very gripping and grime feel to it, somehow it feels to me it is easier to believe in gloom than sunlight.

    On a light note, so to speak, the amusing "Psycho House Crime Scene" by Liza Campbell. I think it is a very neat idea, and as I am a big fan of Gary Larson, there is something of his humour I found. Loved it.

    Here is my short video on the visit in youTube: visit report.

    The gallery have their preview here http://www.youtube.com/user/spanishtony.







    Tuesday, June 28, 2011

    Monday, June 27, 2011

    For a fistful of cherries

    This weekend I met a producer of fruits in Provence. She has been in this business for well over 50 years; yes, as in independent ("profession liberale" in French), her status for retirement, unemployment etc is very weak compared to those of e.g. a  factory worker.

    She produces a variety of crops, including cherries. This year, she is paid 0.98€ per kilo, the retailers will sell this same kilo about 4.50€. However, this price will not be sufficient to pay for the pickers. These cherries, and they are so nice this year!, will rot under the Sun from Provence.

    Farmers must be paid a fair price, wherever in the world they work. They are the ones closest to Gaia, they will be instrumental for our long-term survival on this planet. Of course, the international government policies and global corporations need realignment to support us humans and Earth, not only for farming, but for all the wide range of plundering they are effecting right now.

    Tuesday, June 21, 2011

    Applestore

    8:00 Summer Solstice: 40-something males waiting outside the apple store on Regent street. Get a life.

    Saturday, June 18, 2011

    "Caged woman" - the video

    Hello All

    I have added some comments to my collage 'Caged Woman' (see my blog entry ) and posted this to my channel on YouTube, including a catchy tune.

    Here is the address: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z4txSyF08x8


    Please comment/like/thumbs up!

    A flurry of goodness

    I just participated in a charity fundraising event for Naomi House Children's Hospice, Naomi House and jacksplace are hospices for children and young adults that provide support to children and young people with conditions that mean they are unlikely to live to become adults.

    In my group, we hiked across the New Forest area (in the UK), we got soaked fairly early on due to weather conditions, heavy rainfall and even hail storm. On our way, there thankfully was a tea hut with very helpful ladies. Not only did they open the cafe earlier in the morning, but also they offered to dry our clothes in they dryer! We were a large group (over 10 people). At our departure, learning we were doing this for a charity, they also offered money towards the fund,

    A good intention is never lost, it will ripple in the human network, it will generate more. Invest in it!

    Wednesday, June 15, 2011

    Latest videos

    For those of you who have not seet the latest videos, go to my channel on YouTube:

    http://www.youtube.com/user/pollux99?feature=mhsn

    Enjoy, like/thumbs up/and comments please!

    Sunday, June 12, 2011

    Thursday, June 9, 2011

    "Outside" - part 1

    Sneak preview of the next multimedia artwork, called outside/inside.
    This one is "Outside".

    Sunday, June 5, 2011

    Tragedy 2

    Et voila! This is the raw picture, I will post a better quality picture, with details of the surface, this week.

    The second tragedy is that of our frailty versus the Universe, the seemingly eternity of the 'big' things sometimes dwarfs our accomplishments, our lives and its meanings: who we are today will be gone without a trace tomorrow, forgotten. The serpent of eternity is devouring us, leaving no trace of our existence. So many famous people of recent history have left all but one line in the best encyclopedia, they have left all but maybe a deathbed quote. Over the past ages, many more famous people died, are we the better everyday for this? 

    We might actually: the ripples of actions continue and they carry on our mark on this Universe. Because one day you helped that person, they in turn were able to be at the 'right place and the right moment' (I am not implying here any idea of destiny, just stating a fact) and so on. Because that day your intention was positive and kind, in a split second you inspired some one in that crowded underground carriage to change the course of their lives, a first step into the unknown.

    Our lives are part of eternity, we inherited the actions of our ancestors, i.e. from our parents but also culture and everyone else's on this planet, we are their actions, and our Will is shaping eternity itself in turn. What world do you want to shape?

    As usual, my paintings contain another level, not only because of the enlightenment ray in this case: Ouroboros is present in its truer form, signalling the illusion of eternity devouring Man...


    The goals we pursue are always veiled. A girl who longs for marriage longs for something she knows nothing about. The boy who hankers after fame has no idea what fame is. The thing that gives our every move its meaning is always totally unknown to us.
    Milan Kundera 

    Saturday, June 4, 2011

    New work

    Hello,
    a new piece is shaping up, linking the idea of eternity with the engulfement of man in it.

    Monday, May 30, 2011

    The Key to Forgiveness

    Hello All,

    Here is my latest production, a Gothic short tale, inspired by the cemetery nearby. It is a sad story on regrets and the inability to receive or to gift forgiveness.

    As much inspired by the French surrealists as by David Lynch or Tim Burton, I hope you will enjoy watching this short; share it with your friends if you like it! 





    Mon dernier court métrage: une histoire gothique sur l'incapacité de pouvoir pardonner ainsi que sur l'impossibilité de recevoir un pardon.

    Mes inspirations principales ont été Tim Burton et David Lynch, aussi bien que les surréalistes francais. N'hésitez pas a partager le lien avec vos amis!

    Lien vers YouTube/Link to YouTube:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gjpnS3u8sSg


     


    Sunday, May 22, 2011

    Mindful exercise: QR Code!

    The process of copying a not-so-simple QR Code by hand highlighted the absolute resolve of my mind to find meaning, extract it from its surroundings, invent it whenever necessary.


    The message being hidden to the brain (unless you train yourself to decypher QR Codes... I am sure some one in the world can do this!), during the copy, the mind wandered from square to square, establishing connections, organizing the squares by the very act of drawing them into a kind of order.


    It felt like the mind was trying to draw a map of a yet unknown country. Some squares formed islands, walls or a maze. The 'structures' with on square in the middle became landmarks, almost like an oasis in the desert.


    When my drawing reached my enlightenment ray, the blue line you see on the video and on my paintings, it went into a complete disarray: the rhythm it had established suddenly broke down. This rhythm had settled has the mind was happy making connections, looking at the model, copying to the canvas, counting squares, identifying shapes etc. 


    That was a painful moment: crossing the enlightenment ray to get to the 'other side' of the canvas and feel 'safe' to continue the copying, re-establishing this rhythm thereafter. 


    One more experiment: I tried to draw the squares in sequence, from the top of one column down, then next column, etc. This was like 'ticking box': soul shattering experience, dried-up life, no reason to live anymore! I had become an anonymous copist, a cog in a production line. No wonder many people are depressed by their jobs, when all connection to the larger task and other, and meaning had been removed!


    How to try it yourself:
    - Print a QR Code. Find one that is relatively complex, that your mind cannot embrace at once in one glimpse.
    - Get some squared paper, or use a ruler to draw the guide lines.
    - Draw... in silence or with music, but be aware at each breath what you are doing... Make sure your working area is well lit to not strain your eyes too much!


    A short video exploration of this:





    Saturday, May 14, 2011

    Digital Key - application to QRCodes

    This is a quick presentation of my latest work (in progress!), based on the QRCode standard. I am exploring the relationship between digital encoding and human activities, and also relating the medieval copist work to modern representations.
    The process itself will be described in more details on this blog as the meditative stated induced by the act of copying such structured/abstract pattern gave me some insights which I would like to share.




    Oublier pour mieux faire / Give up technique

    Durant une visite a l'Institut Courtauld a Londres, je suis tombe en arret devant ce portrait d'une jeune femme, realise par Gabriele Munter en 1909. J'ai particulierement aime l'utilisation des traits noirs pour delimiter les differentes zones du portrait, technique completement opposee aux enseignements des siecles precedents je pense! Dans la vie, il y a un moment ou il faut tout oublier pour transcender notre etre et reconnecter avec notre essence et Liberte, voila ce que je me suis dis.


    From Portrait of a young woman, 1909, Gabriele Munter

    During one visit at the Courtault institute, I admired that portrait and its simplicity. The usage of the black bold lines to separate the different zones of the painting, bold colors, all very likely contravening to the teachings of the past centuries in painting! After mastering some techniques, I realized it might be best for one to forget it all and to transcend one's being to reach one's true essence and freedom.