What will you explore in the next 10 days?

What will you explore in the next 10 days?


• The best albums of Arvo Pärt? (or what’s the best version of Brahms 4)


• Willa Cather‘s life? (or how Tennessee Williams is adapted in movies)


• Why the black in Pierre Soulages paintings? (or Picasso in the 1930s)


• What does Aldous Harding sing? (or Rose Elinor Dougall)


• Is it the moment to explore Francis Ford Coppola‘s movies? (or Truffaut’s)

All 24 Francis Ford Coppola Movies Ranked From Worst To Best

• What are the elements of the Battle of Kursk? Waterloo?



Who else? Pinker? Kundera? Losey? Plath? Masina? Hosoda? Pinter? Doisneau?

What else? Poetry translators’ difficulties? History of Roma? Nietzsche’s last books? Russian cinema? French musicals? Brasil’s cooks? Best Puccini’s operas?

How do you get out of “reacting” in front of what’s talked today?

How to do it? Web searches? Biographies? Books? Documentaries? YouTube?


Thanks for reading!



Moriyama, Yeste, “Nah won’t go”s & Ironing in Swedish 19th Century

Today I met a pattern. Three times.


I discovered a Spanish photographer named Txema Yeste. I immediately put him in a labelled box : “Eccentric overcoloured top model bullshit Vogue-like”. Nah, won’t go. But I don’t know why, picture by picture I was like “Hey… wait a minute!…”.

Talent. Something else. Something More.


Today was a grey lonely day for me. I went out for errands and met a neighbor in the lift, who told me that tonight she goes to hear a lecture about Swedish ironing in the old times. I laughed (of course), and she did too. “Nah, won’t go”, right? Then I thought about it and left her these words : “If someone makes a lecture about that, there will be probably ideas to find”.

Of course! Plunge or dig in any domain where someone show passion, and find your seeds. There are some. For sure.


Intrigued by Yeste, this afternoon, I read an interview of the man. He said he liked a Japanese photographer called Daido Moriyama. Thus, I google-imaged him. My quick-eyed instinct was grinning (labelled box) : “Sooty disturbing black & white photography”. Nah, won’t go.

But, crap and dang : Talent! Surprises. Good ideas. Gorgeous ideas!


I found two things today :

  1. We should maybe explore a little more fields we are sure we do not like. We just need a little help from an expert, or a little insistence.
  2. I had to search a little to understand and find the common chromosome between Moriyama and Yeste. Intensity/Generosity? I probably need another article to explain it…


Have a great day!








Squares, Fractals & Butterflies : it seems that there are… 2 kinds of cultural hunger

It seems that there are 2 kinds of cultural hunger.

Well, several of us human beings don’t HAVE this hunger. They want to jump from a trance to another. They don’t like to read, nor to think, nor the silence, nor nor nor. They want TV, entertainment, being busy, shopping and all tralala. Good.


  1. I noticed that some people are very curious, but… Paradoxically… IN THEIR SQUARE. They thus become huge specialists, taciturn or full of energy, silent or sharing their passion everywhere… Food. Fashion. Architecture. Cinema. They stay in it and go deeper.
  2. Some others are very curious… to find and explore unknown territories, and extend what they already have. They butterfly (oh allow me to invent this verb OK?) every time and everywhere they can. Oh this. Oh that! Psychology, Arts, Photography, Teaching, Cars, they never stop.

(As “to butterfly” is a culinary real verb which means “to split and open”, I associate this to the “fly like a” and I’m happy, thank youuu)


In a way, there’s a way to be both. To stay in your square (example : baking, or fashion), but exploring many types, countries, eras, centuries. It’s all about VARIATIONS : you like the differences between cultures and dates. Like the thin details of a shore draws fractally infinite motives. You can spend your life on Science Fiction novels like that. Good!



My Instagram is marked “constantly random”. My blog is about plenty of things (classical music, architecture, self help, lyrics, painters, photographers, astrology, language, movies or management). And you should see my bookshelves! Type 2.

But :

UNDER that, I know that I constantly seek the same things : Patterns. Motives. Structures. Seeds. In a way, I am an impostor. I care about architecture, in photography, in poetry, because I care about limits, creativity and between-words-mysteries. I’m looking under carpets, each time. I’m obsessed by “finding the other side” and activate it. With the act of sharing. With weaving two opposite energies. With oblique approaches and paradoxes. With love and its ways and paths. And how to heal from wounds…

As for today I wrote 682 articles about plenty of things, but I care about a dozen. Probably less.

OK, I admit it.

I’m in a SQUARE, like everyone. My quest is little :

How to live, how to give, how to stand up honestly…

Where do you stand?


Thanks for reading!


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