This project isn’t new.
In fact I have long been busy with it and still have a long way to go…
There are still a million details to refine.
The whole idea was a sheer stroke of luck.
Our printer was nearly out of ink and the result was this amazingly hazy, blurry work of art…
On paper.
A technical glitch became my muse.
Our printer, despite itself turned what could’ve been a more or less ordinary idea into a punch of genius.
In an instant it had taken a whole new dimension.
Today, looking so very closely, I continue detecting, along the work (which often needs a magnifying glass) so much movement in what appeared at first to be a soft, romantic, vague looking image.
This “failed” print I notice, is a host to so many nuances, shadows, blurry, ghostly, ephemeral expressions…
And it lies in every stroke of this ongoing project.
It is very precise, nothing is left to chance.
Yet, it would have gone unnoticed to my eye, if I wasn’t so busy with its minutiae.
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I trace paths that are waiting for you Je trace des chemins qui n’attendent que toi To you the child who comes, I precede your steps À toi l’enfant qui vient, je précède tes pas I whisper your name in the breath of my voice Je murmure ton nom dans le souffle de ma voix I will offer you the world, you I do not know Je t’offrirai le monde, toi que je ne connais pas I open my heart wide as you open your hands Je t’ouvre grand mon cœur comme on ouvre ses mains I hope you have happiness as big as mine Je t’espère des bonheurs aussi grands que les miens Tomorrow is you
Demain c’est toi
I learn the alphabets of each of your actions J’apprends les alphabets de chacun de tes gestes I sing you my dreams of spaces and Wild West Je te chante mes rêves d’espaces et de Far West I want for you the love, the rare and the precious Je veux pour toi l’amour, le rare et le précieux All the beauty of the world at your fingertips Toute la beauté du monde à portée de tes yeux Fists heated to white, I’m forging for tomorrow Les poings chauffés à blanc, je forge pour demain Your happiness that I wish as big as mine Tes bonheurs que je souhaite aussi grands que les miens
Tomorrow is you Demain c’est toi
I give you the keys that open all the chests Je te donne les clés qui ouvrent tous les coffres I spray the walls of the prisons that we offer you Je pulvérise les murs des prisons que l’on t’offre I run to infinity not to leave you Je cours à l’infini pour ne pas te laisser All I did not say is because you know it Tout c’que je n’t’ai pas dit c’est parce que tu le sais It’s because you know it C’est parce que tu le sais To you the child who comes as a little morning À toi l’enfant qui vient comme un petit matin I hope you have happiness as big as mine Je t’espère des bonheurs aussi grands que les miens Tomorrow is you
This is an addition to the first marronnier which I have not yet managed to update here. This one is now a part of my grand tree collection too.
I guess you can call this a work of gratitude.
Trees make life beautiful, it’s alive, it grows, summer it gives shade, winter shelter from winds & storms, it (sometimes) nourishes, provides wood for all kind of purposes, gives oxygen, lightens our hearts in every aspect, decorates our outdoors, indoors, minds & souls, goes with the cycle of seasons a symbol of rebirth…
This is a reminder that We are lucky to be surrounded by them day in day out!
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A month has gone by since my last post! I have not seen the time pass. My apologies for not keeping up as much as I’d like to with liking & commenting.
I am intensely focusing on painting… My Zen collection is coming along nicely. I’ll post a few of them here & go on doing so as soon as more come out.
I am busy with a Mother-newborn Theme too, The-journey-of-life Theme & a few other abstract works & as soon as the last details will be finished I’ll share them with you!
Wishing all my faithful followers a wonderful week & a very Zen summer 🙂
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I was mesmerized by the softness of this clip and wanted to share it with you. I looked up the lyrics copied it and translated it to English too.
Mylène Farmer is a very popular French singer.
I quote wikipedia who says…
Mylène Farmer (pronounced: [milɛn faʁmœʁ]; born Mylène Jeanne Gautier;[1] [milɛn ɡotje]; born 12 September 1961) is a French singer, songwriter, occasional actress and author.
She has sold more than 30 million records[2] and is among the most successful recording artists of all time in France.[3] She holds the record for the most number one hits in the French charts, with thirteen to date, eight of which were consecutive.[4] Her best-known songs include “Désenchantée”, “Pourvu qu’elles soient douces”, “Sans contrefaçon”, “Libertine”,”California”, “XXL”, “C’est une belle journée”, “Rêver”, “Les Mots”, and “Oui mais… non.
Mylene Farmer Je Te Dis Tout lyrics was added to the site 27 Nov, 2012 and since that time has 151 hits and voted 0 times. Other popular Mylene Farmer lyrics are: L’amour C’est Rien, Regrets and Xxl.
Silencieux
Merveilleux
Dans ce soir mouvant
J’écoute le vent
Héritière
Passagère
De mes jours maudits
Ça je le suis
Mon amour
Je te dis tout
Tu peuples ma vie
À l’infini
Abuse le sort
Frappe à ma porte
Pose une main
Sur mon front
Sur mes seins
Si d’aventure
Je quittais terre
Tu es mon sang
Mon double aimant
Mon ADN
Et sur ton pull
J’y broderais M
Pour que nos sangs
Se mêlent au vent
Mon ADN
Dénudée
Enserrée
Dans ce jeu sanglant
Je dis tout au vent
Aussi calme
Qu’un nuage
Je suis qui pardonne au temps
Aux absents
Mon amour
Je te dis tout
Tu peuples ma vie
À l’infini
Abuse du sort
Frappe à ma porte
Pose une main
Sur mon front
Sur mes seins
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Translation in English
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silent
wonderful
Moving in tonight
I listen to the wind
heiress
transient
My cursed days
That I am
my love
I tell you everything
You populate my life
To Infinity
Abuse fate
Knocking at my door
Lay a hand
On my forehead
On my breasts
If perchance
I’d left earth
You are my blood
My double magnet
My DNA
And on your sweater
I’d embroider M
So our blood
Mingle with the wind
My DNA
bare
enclosed
In this bloody game
I say all to the wind
as calm
as a cloud
I am who forgives time
the absent
my love
I tell you everything
You populate my life
To Infinity
Abuse of fate
Knocking at my door
Lay a hand
On my forehead
On my breasts
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I got this comment from someone I couldn’t trace back (got a blank page) and as I fear it might be a virus I’m copying it here with my answer & hope that won’t do damage as it won’t have the link…
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Thank you for posting this song, I love it too! It’s so mesmerising….
If I may, I would translate a few things differently :
“In the moving night” instead of “Moving into the night”
“Transient heiress of my cursed days, that, I am.” instead of “Heiress, transient, my cursed days”
“Abuse fate, knock at my door” instead of “Abuse fate, knocking at my door”
“You are my blood, my loving double, my DNA” instead of “You are my blood, my double magnet, my DNA”.
“Aimant” mean “loving” as well as “magnet”, I think in this song it means loving.
I don’t mean to be rude, I hope you don’t mind.
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My answer…
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I appreciate the corrections. I had thought the translation to be professional as it was on a specific site & didn’t bother to check. I took a huge risk approving your comment as I could not connect to your site & just got a blank page so I hope you’re not a virus message…
Let me know how to check your site, just to be on the safe side
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She did not reply so I moved it here & hope my blog is safe 🙂
Summer pond was painted around the summer of 2011.
It is not relevant to our season but I nevertheless
wanted to share with you its delicate Theme so as to
refresh ourselves from all the layers of clothing,
the long winter hours of obscurity without taking
away the quality time with our family, the coziness,
the beauty of nature lying in wait…
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