My new painting! Les pavés de la vie – Life’s cobblestones.

Les pavés de la vie
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This painting is very close to my heart, it belongs to the Theme I’m working on, of life & it’s journey. I’m sure you remember Evolution trek (I have posted previously) Odyssey is another.
Les pavés de la vie represents life’s course. Notice the nuance in texture, colour, cracks & shapes of the cobblestones & interpret it in your own personal experience of life and growth along the way…
I used about three liters of paint for the under layer & around two kilos of plaster for the cobblestones which makes it quite a heavy canvas!
Before hanging it, in order to prevent it from falling & breaking, I had to make sure the hooks were well placed by drilling proper holes in the wall.
I am posting here all the painting’s stages.
Let me know.
I truly enjoyed your comments from last post 🙂
Thanks to all of you for your words of encouragement & likes!

Details of the cobblestones
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Where it all started…
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2nd layer…
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About 2 to 3 liters of paint to start with.
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1st layer of plaster
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Let me trespass your presence…

Let me trespass…
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This poem was written last night as a result of a very close sibling clamming up when life gets well… what it gets!
I spontaneously resorted back to French (if you’ve followed my blog from the start you know I’m bilingual) feeling this time more comfortable expressing myself in that language after a long period of English.
The two version will be posted here.
I hope you enjoy it 🙂

Let me trespass…
Allow me your presence
Barricade not your life as mine
And cradle your soul to the rhythm of my footstep
Hang your thoughts in the arc of my expectations
To trace a way in the vast plains of hunger.
Share the valleys and peaks
Throwing loneliness to the jackals
To offer alms to the thirsty
She who dozes in the arms of the condemned.
Let us be tempted by union
Building a force to the winds and tides
To be able to nestle in the palm of our hands
The throbbing of our love
The roll of the drums
And reach it out
To a pulsating life…
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Laisse moi trespasser…
Permets moi ta présence
Barricade pas ta vie comme la mienne
Et berce ton âme au rythme de mon pas
Accroche tes pensées dans l’arc de mes espérances
Pour tracer un chemin dans les vastes plaines de la faim.
Partage les vallées et sommets
Jetant ta solitude aux chacals
Pour offrir l’aumône à l’assoiffé
Celle qui somnole dans les bras d’un condamné.
Laissons nous tenter par l’union
Battissant une force aux vents et marées
Pour pouvoir blottir dans la paume de nos mains
Le battement de notre amour
Le roulement des tambours
Et le tendre vers
Une vie palpitante…

That one chance we have at living… (climbing the stairs of our life)

Climbing my way up…
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I always thought my happiness was dependent on a disciplined life and misery on a chaotic food plan.

I believed my behavior was the culprit of my inner-hell.

But a few weeks of frantic bingeing triggered off by some stone in the way of my life made me realize that yes, a clean organic measured food plan contributes to a clear mind, a certain level of stability, an awareness and ability of absorbing the NOW fully but it is not responsible for life and the realities surrounding it.
It does not answer for your reactions towards it and it is surely not the coordinator of your inner.

The inner is your sacred place, you are the only one owning it, it is the birthplace of bliss that you will help grow, the stillness that you will lovingly water and observe carefully as each leaf appears, each twig added, it is you that makes it happen, it is where it all begins…

As you nourish it, its heartbeat will get stronger, it will take all the place, pulsate and vibrate, let itself be cradled in the niche of your soul.

An amazing blogger http://soberidentity.com/ told me not too long ago “that whatever I do toward my food does not change my true self” which I understood to be my soul.

Its health is dependent on my choices, true (whether I nourish that bliss and stillness or not) but it will never change size 😉 nor betray me in any other way. It is intact, unblemished and most importantly it is and will always be what defines me.

True peace and happiness is WITHIN independent of exterior consequences. One can be a total living misery with complete abstinence. Mind-torture is a frame, a free lodger, a habit gone wrong, it is especially badly-wired energy. Our choices are to direct it.

The way is not simple but it is easy as long as we are determined to make a difference in this ONE chance we have at LIVING.

I am not giving up!

Today is a new day and I woke up with the firm decision of not throwing in the towel! There is far too much energy invested in this blog to let it stay the way it is now.

I am lucky to have printed out my posts along the way… I’m going to pull out those files and work through each category one by one and try as much as possible to reinsert the photos. It’s going to be a lengthy process and hope you’ll be patient with me until I’ll finish the task and get back to my regular pace 🙂

I cannot thank all of you enough for the massive response of solidarity in my plight. I hadn’t expected it, we live in a generation where time is counted & goes too fast but you were all here trying to help with tips, ideas & information.

You have all my gratitude!

I still have a load to learn… the first thing is to get acquainted with reducing the photo size to save space, it sounds strange & complicated but I’ll get through this one too. Next, I have to eventually create a oawritingspoemspaintings2 as a blogger suggested. I posted too many videos apparently thus shortening my blog space.

A big thank you once again. I hope you’ll bear with me until this is over and done with 🙂

Coldplay – Atlas (Hunger Games: Catching Fire)(Lyric)

Here’s a most enthralling, hypnotizing, mesmerizing and soothing Coldplay song 😉
Enjoy it!

Published on Sep 6, 2013
Atlas (from The Hunger Games: Catching Fire Soundtrack) available to download now http://smarturl.it/ColdplayAtlasiT Film in cinemas everywhere November 22, 2013
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Music
License
Standard YouTube License

The flouted child 1990 ( English poem with French original text )

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The flouted child
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A child,
Is hope, It’s the future
A child,
Is the mirror of your memories
A child,
Is naïve, pure and sweet
A child,
Believes in you, but you’re harsh

A child is not a thing
An object to dispose of
It’s a being of its own
With emotions, a light

Do not abuse his faith
For you shall only have his mistrust
Be his enlightened torch
His exemplar for eternity

You closed your ears
To all advice
You wounded this bird
You broke the branch

This child,
Was the hope of your memories
The mirror of the future
His feelings were sacred
But you’ve erased them

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L’Enfant bafoué
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L’enfant,
C’est l’espoir, c’est l’avenir
L’enfant,
C’est le miroir de tes souvenirs
L’enfant,
C’est naïf doux et pur
L’enfant,
Croit en toi mais, tu es dur

L’enfant n’est pas une chose
Un objet dont on dispose
C’est un être à part entière
Avec des sentiments, une lumière

N’abuse pas de sa confiance
Tu n’auras que sa méfiance
Sois son flambeau éclairé
Son exemple pour l’éternité
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Tu as fermé l’oreille
A tous ces conseils
Tu as blessé cet oiseau
Tu as cassé le rameau

Cet enfant,
C’était l’espoir de tes souvenirs
Le miroir de l’avenir
Ses sentiments étaient sacrés
Mais tu les à effacé