The colder it gets, the lesser clothes I wear. It's weird to feel your arms freezing,instead of your naked legs...
ha, anyway. See that snail ? He made my day.I do admit that the picture is great; right blend of colors and lights but a less luck with my auto-focus. No big deal, as long as the streets of Tunis are completely deserted when there is a soccer game going on at the same time ! Keep on watching football games, people !
Invading a period of time where all seems to be meaningless and useless.Starting from my hyper procrastinator ego.
Scientifically speaking (the only relevant explanation I can share), you put a bottle of water for two hours and a half in the refrigerator. Take it out after that, quite carefully, and try to "disturb the equilibrium" of the molecules by any kind of shock (hit the bottle on a solid ground, add some impurities, just anything categorized as perturbable), the liquid water will instantly turn into ice (and that's a quite beautiful physical change to witness) !
Am exactly like the water (what a comparison), I tend to turn into someone who gets utterly vulnerable, indifferent and unrecognizable.I usually don't mind such sudden changes as long as it doesn't affect anyone else outside my the circle.Besides, am sort of used to that. But from the moment when it begins to attain in any way, the others,taking control is needed.Now thinking about it, my lab mate needs an excuse !
Anyway, just a sec :
I have been listening to a quite random playlist, and I played this.I haven't been a huge fan of Gorillaz,all I remember is their Feel Good Inc . But this title is somehow captivating.It's different ; new sonorities, female vocals, slight atmospheric touches...Me gusta, simply.
I haven't been seriously starting to work.But in the next few weeks, I will. I needed to sort out my projects and put in plain words my thoughts.So, I do consider :
- making a Helmut Newton inspired photo-album.
- doing more self-portraiture (even though, I would definitely need some assistance)
- A Into the wild tribute photo-shoot.
- Planking photos (just for fun, everyone is planking, right?)
last pictures taken : (Oh sweet Mariem, you're in Ashrare (: happy birthday)
Good morning cupcakes,
as you can see, it's almost 8am.And am already awake, making an entry, sipping coffee and learning more about politic rights.However, I have suddenly revisited a thought that I kept rotating and expanding in my mind.
" Goth is not dead, right? "
A lot of evidence prove the total opposite of that. I can't seem to find any "true" meaning/sense in any of the modern (let's say recent, no hyperbole) cliché about the whole subculture.
Many fashion critics, articles and designers are illustrating , in pages, lines or cloths, a huge part of the gothic scene.Minds behind this are mainly influenced by the aesthetic part that might hunt them indirectly, on a daily basis, or it's just an idea that had the urge to be created ASAP. From one hand, Black patterns are a must in fashion industry; whoever calls him self a designer must have some laced/silky black pieces, doesn't he/she?
From the other hand, is it just about colors, patterns, textures, and in a word : in aesthetic?
Only your eyes and mind can tell...
Personally, a part of me stumble in an indescribable adorement state when I see Morticia Addams (the character) walking, talking or making any simple gestures. Can't deny that she is a piece of art in motion.
And speaking of art, these wonderful Australian Artists (yes they are twins) are one of my most favorite human beings ever. I've been following their blogs and I kept finding pure and true sense in what they write/create.Noticing that you can discern your own reflection in other people, even partially, makes me suspect the fact/saying : people are different. We are all, somehow and somewhat related.
To end my general, vague non-sense and incoherent fairy tale, I would like to feature some of the gothic-influenced pieces of art that I've been collecting over the years (I may mention the source if I have it) :
Today, I opened my mail box and I noticed that I've received a sort of a newsletter in which I've found this "relevant" video of Agyness Deyn, talking about her first heartbreak in a couple of minutes.It was actually featured in Dr.Martens' website and I, afterward, stumbled upon this interesting list of First times in almost everything...
"It's like mourning, isn't it, as if someone has died, because you're so invested in something, that part of yourself is dying, it's gut wrenching"
Agyness is so alive, and what she've just said is so true.
So, let's start :
- First pair of DM : last year, reddish/pinky ones.
- First Album: Crematory- Act Seven
- First Big night : 2007, in Paris
- First Date: hmm...let me remember the year, I guess 2006
-First Drink : Once at a wedding, but I don't drink.
- First Festival: 2008, 2nd edition of Mediterranean Guitar Fest.
- First fight: this is funny.I guess it was with my brother for sure.
- First Gig : don't really remember when
-First Heartbreak: well, I haven't been heartbroken...yet
- First House party : June 2009. It was hilarious.
-First partner in crime : my twin friends
- First piercing: 2nd one in my ears
- First rave: nah
- First rebellion: oh, definitely during high school,against some sick professors.
- First road trip : did a lot of road trips when I was a kid
- First summer escape: not yet, kidnap me, people !
- First tattoo: none
- First trip: can't recall.
- First time : hah...
I would love to read your first list too !
link me when you're done, people !
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Excuse my passiveness. I have been so useless : just waking up every morning and sleeping every night.That's all I've been seriously doing.As for the rest of my daily activities, they were unconsciously done (I figured it out, now).The weird thing about this evening is that I've had quite high body temperature and it sort of reminds me of my childhood. When I was ten years old or less, I have always had fever, like twice a month.
But now...I feel like that guy from fantastic four ( so irrelevant, but I find no appropriate comparison for this feeling)
The photographs...as I always do say : these images are somehow related...the end of summer, the beginning of autumn, the migration of the lovely birds and also...friends.
argh,am joining Bela Lugosi !
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Am not dead yet...(I was about to this week-end, though)
am not updating my blog at all these late days, I have a lot of things to share but it seems that I can't find time to make valuable entries.So, It's gonna take a while until I capture my breath again.Who said something nice about attending daily lectures and updating my own mind ? (don't even pinpoint to him in front of me,I'll tear his soul apart, seriously).I can't find time to eat, to stare for hours at the mirror as I used to do, to have idle moments...I'll miss these things :s
hope you're fine, people !
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Rare ashes with choclate flavor, who is in?
Just a random entry, nothing particular to mention besides of one thing : If you have any particular statement/acts/confessions to say/do/make...GO FOR IT !
That's what I ended up concluding because when you eventually decide to do so, it's gonna be way too late.
Anyway, glad to have good friends around.But not for so long...They seem to be flying away,one after another.And they end up going in different paths. It just happens...
Grateful that some of my dearies are here and they're not going anywhere,just yet. I do believe that good things won't last forever...It's like a pair of shoes, you saw it in the store, you plan to buy it tomorrow.You're back to the store the day it follows and surprise surprise: it's gone!Just like that,yeah...
