
Un voyage raisonnablement paisible
Des retrouvailles sensiblement émouvantes.
Un passage, quelques moments de tendresse particuliers, presque indescriptibles, passés avec ma maman…

ORTAKÖY

ORTAKÖY

ATATÜRK

CAFé

RED - ROUGE

HEART - COEUR

CAFé

My Idols/Mes Idoles
Home again, leaving behind my children. But what a great amount of precious moments shared with them during those few full days. An amount that is never enough for me but that can be more than enough for them sometimes. Life goes on and has its rhythm and meanings for them while mine goes on at a different rhythm filled with a diversity of meanings leading to a respect to each other’s partitions in life.
Every instant has its surprise, feelings are warming at different degrees, no time to loose, enjoy every moment!
Suddenly felt like listening to “Redemption song”, Marley’s marvelous creation, I went and bought nearly every version I found on iTunes.
Was it, is it relevant?
I was there :

Sea Sand & Sun

Waiting for the bus
I haven’t developed the art of telling a story, neither excelled in the usage of the right words, so I prefer to use some images to express myself…therefore this title : Segments!. / Ma mise en mots n’étant pas de qualité, comme mon manquement de piquant dans l’art de raconter une histoire, j’ai recours à ou aux images…d’où le titre “Segments d’un jour”!

Bébé tout doux

in the bus

still in the bus

long way!

wait & see

up & down

coffee break

coffee time

Portraits cachés
photographe “rencontré”, à travers ses œuvres, à Arles, aux “Rencontres d’Arles 2009″/ Photographer “met” through his art at “Les Rencontres d’Arles 2009″

in Arles, Ateliers

In color??
Je ne veux pas gâcher son art visuel par mes paroles/ I don’t want to spoil his visual art with my words.
JR a 25 ans et possède la plus grande galerie d’art au monde. Il expose librement dans les rues, attirant l’attention de gens qui ne sont pas les visiteurs habituels des musées….”
la suite reste à découvrir là/ his web site is there to discover!
I could watch it/her for hours! Prendre mon temps et l’admirer!

En couleur?

Walk or run from the words!
What to write, what to say, long time no see or say. It is as if no smoking rhymes with no creativity. Is it only my imagination? I do jog for a change, better for my physical health, that’s for sure, but what about my mental health till I get that “something” back ?
I am (trying to be) in my “morning pages”. I was supposed (had the good intention) to write three pages each morning, I started well, the follow up was more difficult. As for my blog, who cannot lie, it’s been ….. time since I haven’t written a line, but you love you don’t count…as French people say!
I shall be back , write one morning page here, that’s the least I can and should do. Will do?
I must have something to remember from my last travels, in words and images!
Will be back..
I’ll be, luckily, travelling on Sunday (today is only Thursday or Friday?)
Going away, to the sun for three weeks!
Going to visit my daughter, spend as much time as I can with her, share places, moments, I hope she’ll enjoy too, with her. As usual I am both happy and anxious. It’s the travelling part that makes me uneasy and that (usually) leads to a total breakdown in front of a suitcase. I must be writing down my 10th list of clothes&things to pack. The only time I cannot decide what to wear is when I am face to face with a piece of luggage, ridiculous I know especially when it’s rather simple for me most of the time!
Here I am empty minded, watching an empty suitcase, which I am sure I will fill up more than enough till the zipper becomes impossible to zip… (that’s where my husband comes in an smiles).
Here I am fidgeting about clothes for a hot country where you go around in t-shirts, shorts & birkens, I’d better have a serious look around me!
BIG problem : which bag?
Like my mother would say : “Let these be the largest of your “soucis”! (or the least of your worries?)”

is one of those things that makes a child so beautiful to watch :





baby, invite, shop, logo, souvenirs, son, souvenirs, dad, me, stairs, necklace
I’d rather pin-up than pin-down, definitely!