Saturday, April 22, 2006

La Poupée

Hans Bellmer. Discovered at the Centre Pompidou, in Paris...he wasn't discovered there, it's where I discovered him for myself, at an exhibition. I think he's brilliant. He's into all freudian wonderness. These are the tamer of his works. The dolls he made in the early 30s (i think) and then he did some pornographic photography. If you go to Paris, you must see the exhibition before it moves. This guy struck a chord with me. Don't know why. Don't really care why. He's just....... yeh.

Sophie x

Lid off a daffodil (answers on a postcard...winner takes all)

I'm feeling writey, but I don't know what to write.

It's springtime, and Easter has passed. Jesus is dead now until Christmas. What do the Christians do now? A short life, less than 4 months (so my Mother thought as a child), but he has to re-live it every year. Looking down on people celebrating his life and his death. If you died, wouldn't you love it if people celebrated it by eating chocolate eggs. MMM, yeh. Death by chocolate.

What else? I am 21. I got given a key attached to a little bear. One of those grey ones with blue noses. I asked the blue nosed bear, "where taketh I the key to open up the vaults of my future?" He looked blank. At first I thought he was just an ordinary bear. But as I turned to walk away he said "wait". I stopped. "Vaults of the future....does that work? I mean isn't the idea of a vault something that's been locked up for hundreds, maybe thousands, of years. Can that hold information about your future? Sounds like a shit action/mystery film that I don't want to be a part of..." With that, the blue-nosed bear jumped out of window, leaving the key on the window sill, glistening and distorting in the raindrops.

Six weeks left (maybe less, I'm not sure), then I will have completed my first year at university. I did it this time!! Oh yehhhhh. Norwich didn't have the vault I was looking for. Alas, the blue-nosed fuck so adamantly swears it does not exist but I shall prove him wrong. I wonder if there's ever been "Alas" and "fuck" in the same sentence before. It's happened twice now. Is that a record?

I think I should leave before this blog becomes an eperdemic ('epic' for short).

Au revoir x

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

We'll always have Paris...

I am back from Paris, alive and well. Phew, hoorah and bon.

Here is a little video I took on my digital camera of the view looking up the eiffel tower from the second level. Every hour - I think - it flashed like this...

Beautiul isn't it? I don't really want to bore you with touristy details, you either don't care or I'll tell you another time. But I LOVE PARIS!

Sophie x
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