I felt like I was watching a dream I’d never wake up from. Before I knew it, the dream was all over.
My ideas? All that I have… Are all that I am. ^__^Archive for French
Attention-Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD) & Rodin
In order to study at one of the universities of Arts in Brittany I had an experience of 2 days. The first day I had my drawing, observation and culture tests. The second day I had my French language test (ah yes? If I really need to do it! Damn…) and the afternoon I had several meetings with each university. That was an experience very interesting, I’ve never had that kind of feedback about myself (my personality), my expectations, my influences (japanese “Manga”, yes right…) and my passion.
Well at the end I was “admise” in 3 of 4! 
I’m so happy! I would like to go to Brest just the first year. It is front of the beach and there are amazing places to get inspiration, surf, walk and think in front the sea! Take a look.
Well, I just want to share some of the work I did during my tests. I had to draw something based in those two images regarding to a topic that I had to choose.
“The fantasy is the aparition: something that can not happen but it happens, in the exact moment in a perfect universe naively measured so the mystery will not dissapear “. Read the rest of this entry »
Flo français-rastaman in CA
I met this guy in Christmas time. 01/01/ 2009 we were in the middle of nowhere in the south of France with our friends, he was playing his guitar and singing. He’s the brother of a very good friend that I met here in Rennes. He lived in NY City for a while in order to play, learn and improve his music, now he lives in Canada with his girlfriend. I wish him the best.
Check his music here: MySpace
L’amour et la musique française.
I met a french guy 4 months ago, he amazed me with his blue eyes, his way of thinking and many other things! I didn’t recognize the feeling before, but I used to love to talk with him in French, sometimes in Spanish or just stay with him and drink, draw something. We love to be together and that was obviously something special that we didn’t hide.
I am so visual you know? I like to watch beautiful things, portraits, drawings, movies, the sky, the sea… And I’ve found that he is one of the most beautiful visions that I’d ever had, wake up and find his eyes and smile. It seems like Ely Guerra wrote “Ojos claros, labios rosas” for a guy like my Vincent.
Vincent avec pas-chat
I was so blue when I met him that he shared with me a song in french that I didn’t understand but he explained me the lyrics… Now it’s so clear! The song is “Serre-moi” by Tryo. When I listened it again in December (few weeks ago) I knew that I had to turn off the page of my life.
Deuxième fois
Why is everything so confusing for me right now? Maybe cause I dont want to wake up early and run to the university and this feeling of freedom is brand new! But now something is closed and I was 14 the first time I heard this song, and few months ago I found that was in french damn! I used to love it and once again I am so predictable, be darky and complicated can be carried at the same time with a smile, with poetry and hapiness. 
————Lyrics—————
Si je cale
droit vers ma profonde souffrance
Si je nage
dans un grand verre qui est vide
remarque bien la solitude de ma pice
tu sentiras mes forts soupcons de detresse
alors laisse jaillir cette chute d’angoise de ma bouteille
car avant de mourir vaut mieux
souffrir une deuxime fois…
Si je croise
les doigts sur cette pnurie
regarde bien les larmes qui coulent de mon visage
tu sentiras soudain le parfum de mon courage
et si cette chute d’angoise me condamne pour toujours
bien avant de mourir faudra
souffrir un deuxime fois…
remarque bien la solitude de ma pice
tu sentiras mes forts soupcons de detresse
alors laisse jaillir cette chute d’angoise de ma bouteille
bien avant de mourir faudra
souffrir un deuxime fois…
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