Pascal Beausse

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USE WHAT IS DOMINANT IN A CULTURE TO CHANGE IT QUICKLY

“I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.” ― Nikos Kazantzakis

ALIENATION PRODUCES ECCENTRICS OR REVOLUTIONARIES

One year ago today, we lost David Lynch. “No matter what the weather is, I wish for all of you blue skies and golden sunshine internally all along the way.”

Happy Heavenly Birthday David Bowie. You will forever be a Starman and will shine on for eternity. #DavidBowie #BowieForever

Jonathan Barnbrook, who designed the artwork for David Bowie's final album ★ (Blackstar), explained its meaning in an interview with Dezeen: "This was a man who was facing his own mortality. The Blackstar symbol [★], rather than writing 'Blackstar,' has as a sort of finality, a darkness, a simplicity, which is a representation of the music... "The idea of mortality is in there, and of course the idea of a black hole sucking in everything, the Big Bang, the start of the universe, if there is an end of the universe. These are things that relate to mortality."

★ ALBUM IS TEN YEARS OLD “We were born upside-down...” Ten years ago today on 8th January 2016, David Bowie released his 28th studio album ★ (Blackstar) on his 69th birthday. Today would have been his 79th birthday. Here follows the text from the post we made back then, which was accompanied by another Jimmy King image from the same session as the one we’ve used today. + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVID BOWIE AND ★ “That’s the message that I sent...” Why is this man so happy? Is it because it‘s his 69th birthday or that he has released his 28th studio album today and it’s a corker? Who knows, but we’re sure you’ll want to join us in congratulating him on both. Many happy returns of the day to David Bowie and ★ (Fashion fans may like to note that our man is wearing Thom Browne) + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + - + 📸 Jimmy King #BowieBlackstar #BowieBlackstarAlbum

❝Collectionner des photographies, c’est collectionner le monde.❞ — Sur la Photographie, Susan Sontag

❝Ce qui compte dans un chemin, ce qui compte dans une ligne, c’est toujours le milieu, pas le début ni la fin. On est toujours au milieu d’un chemin, au milieu de quelque chose.❞ — Claire Parnet et Gilles Deleuze, Dialogues

La promenade m’est indispensable pour me donner de la vivacité et maintenir mes liens avec le monde, sans l’expérience sensible duquel je ne pourrais ni écrire la moitié de la première lettre d’une ligne, ni rédiger un poème, en vers ou en prose. Sans la promenade, je serai mort et j’aurais été contraint depuis longtemps d’abandonner mon métier, que j’aime passionnément. Sans promenade et collecte de faits, je serais incapable d’écrire le moindre compte-rendu, ni davantage un article, sans parler d’écrire une nouvelle. Sans promenade, je ne pourrais recueillir ni études, ni observations. Un homme aussi subtil et éclairé que vous comprendra cela immédiatement. En me promenant longuement, il me vient mille idées utilisables, tandis qu’enfermé chez moi je me gâterais et me dessècherais lamentablement. La promenade pour moi n’est pas seulement saine, mais profitable, et pas seulement agréable, mais aussi utile. Une promenade me sert professionnellement, mais en même temps elle me réjouit personnellement ; elle me réconforte, me ravit, me requinque, elle est une jouissance, mais qui en même temps a le don de m’aiguillonner et de m’inciter à poursuivre mon travail, en m’offrant de nombreux objets plus ou moins significatifs qu’ensuite, rentré chez moi, j’élaborerai avec zèle. Chaque promenade abonde de phénomènes qui méritent d’être vus et d’être ressentis. Formes diverses, poèmes vivants, choses attrayantes, beautés de la nature : tout cela fourmille, la plupart du temps, littéralement au cours de jolies promenades, si petites soient-elles. Les sciences de la nature et de la terre se révèlent avec grâce et charme aux yeux du promeneur attentif, qui bien entendu ne doit pas se promener les yeux baissés, mais les yeux grands ouverts et le regard limpide, si du moins il désire que se manifeste à lui la belle signification, la grande et noble idée de la promenade. _ Robert Walser, La Promenade

Umberto Eco, who owned 50,000 books, had this to say about home libraries: “It is foolish to think that you have to read all the books you buy, as it is foolish to criticize those who buy more books than they will ever be able to read. It would be like saying that you should use all the cutlery or glasses or screwdrivers or drill bits you bought before buying new ones. “There are things in life that we need to always have plenty of supplies, even if we will only use a small portion. “If, for example, we consider books as medicine, we understand that it is good to have many at home rather than a few: when you want to feel better, then you go to the ‘medicine closet’ and choose a book. Not a random one, but the right book for that moment. That’s why you should always have a nutrition choice! “Those who buy only one book, read only that one and then get rid of it. They simply apply the consumer mentality to books, that is, they consider them a consumer product, a good. Those who love books know that a book is anything but a commodity.”

Quand arrivera l’apocalypse, le problème principal sera le parking. _ J. G. Ballard

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The poet’s word is sweet as bird, Romantic’s tale and prose. Of stars above and gentle love And fragrant breeze that blows. But write they not a single jot Of beauty tortured sore. Don’t wonder why such men can lie, For poets are no more.

The Men of Art have lost their heart, They dream within their dreams. Their magic sold for price of gold Amidst a people’s screams. They sketch the moon and capture bloom With genius, so they say. But n’er they sketch the quaking wretch Who lies in Castlereagh.

Hier soir au Palais de Tokyo, lors de l’intense et émouvante table ronde autour de la sortie du livre de David Ryan, CIVIL HOPE, aux éditions Joca Seria, Danny Morrison a partagé avec nous ce poème écrit en prison par Bobby Sands :

:: 𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝗖𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀, 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀 | 𝗟𝗲𝘀 𝗲́𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲̀𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 ☞ weekendpoetry.com

Happy birthday to the late great Hunter S. Thompson, born on this day in 1937. “Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives… and to the “good life”, whatever it is and wherever it happens to be.”

« On peut aimer être aimé - ou aimable, mais d'abord il faut savoir aimer, et savoir ce que veut dire aimer en aimant. » Jacques Derrida, Politiques de l’amitié