Wonders in the attic: 2016

lundi 5 décembre 2016

I hate you so much that, i think i'm gonna die from it

Je suis une passionnée de films en technicolor des années 40.

Et de films noirs.

J'aimerais vous dire que j'ai grandi avec Rita Hayworth mais à vrai dire je n'aimais pas du tout les films en noir et blanc quand j'étais plus jeune. Je trouvais ça d'un ennui...

La vie étant pleine de surprises, j'ai rencontré un homme passionné de cinéma qui m'a un soir proposé de regarder "Gilda"...

Gilda, de Charles Vidor, réalisé en 1946 avec pour actrice principale Rita Hayworth.

Ce film a été la révolution cinématographique de ma vie.

La découverte du glamour!

"Gilda, are you decent?" "Me?"

Put the Blame on Mame

Johnny

Favorite coat ever

"Johnny is such a hard name to remember and so easy to forget..."

I have to say that i remember not understanding the reaction of Johnny at first.

I thought he was amazed by her and i realized at some point that he knew her.

And i remember feeling so overwhelmed by this.

She was acting like a fool and was to proud to admit the love she had for him. She would have died trying to act like she didn't mind.

And this is what i find the most amazing in this movie.

She is trapped in her own game and cannot deal with it.

samedi 3 décembre 2016

These days

Life is slipping through my fingers.

And i always loved taking pictures of what makes me happy. Of what and whom i find beautiful.

My favorite subject is Virginie.

I love catching the way she feels at a particular moment.

Taking picture of myself is not the same, it's remembering how i wanted to be perceived.

But with V it's a way to catch a feeling.

And i have this thing with places. With landscapes and buildings.

I photograph them so i would remember that i was here, that i saw those beautiful places.

Beauty is surrounding us.

And the light here, the wind and the cold.

It always catches you by surprise and all of a sudden you feel amazed by it.

This is what i love here. Everything is a surprise.

Virginie

morning delight

sunday morning

Le sacré coeur

Vintage gal

Dreamy lunch

Rainy days

samedi 19 novembre 2016

Here is to the sun

Les citrons, le miel de lavande,

les tartes aux citrons meringuées...

Se faire réveiller par le soleil, rire en prenant son café avec Virginie, faire le marché, danser pendant des heures, goûter des cocktails aux fleurs, l'accent Corse, et celui du sud.

Les paysages, les soirées tardives...

Ventabren

Robe from Joli Bambi Vintage

Les heures lentes

Sundays

Sainte Victoire

Girl of my dream

Messy

mercredi 28 septembre 2016

The end of september came and all of a sudden i was a tourist in Paris.
Seeing my friends every day, trying to go to all the places i wanted to before leaving.
And i think I love Paris now that i'm leaving it.
And I've been so romantic all those days.
Being in Love is the most wonderful feeling.

Chez Paul rue de Lappe

My readings

En ballade avec ma tante

chez Bully

Great find at Shakespeare and Co

My girl all the way.

Song of the month

Chai tea at Shakespeare and Co

Joan Baez and Mimi Farina

Last days in my favorite shop...

Paris

"On doit payer sa dette pour tout ce trésor secret de moments exquis"
Mrs Dalloway by Virginia Woolf

He had the taste of daydream, of coffee in the morning.

mercredi 31 août 2016

Les journées d'été

Paris, fin août.

Les couchers de soleil roses, les ballades au téléphone à discuter des heures avec Virginie, les soirées à lire, à écrire, à écouter de la musique. Les petits déjeuner, le café, les sourires, la musique, les yeux bleus, les rencontres improbables.

Et puis tout recommencer.

L'été du changement, de l'inspiration.

Les vacances et le sable, les grandes forêts, les orages, les apéros, la sangria, la joie.