Be loving & caring... Always. Happy new year ~ Bonne année! Peace

Marina Abramovic and Ulay started an intense love story in the 70s, performing art out of the van they lived in. When they felt the relationship had run its course, they decided to walk the Great Wall of China, each from one end, meeting for one last big hug in the middle and never seeing each other again. At her 2010 MoMa retrospective Marina performed ‘The Artist Is Present’ as part of the show, where she shared a minute of silence with each stranger who sat in front of her. Ulay arrived without her knowing and this is what happened. Source: www.zengarage.com.au/2013/03/marina-abramovic-and-ulay/

Your longing for Me is my message to you. All your attempts to reach Me, are in reality My attempts to reach you. ~ Rumi

EVERY YEAR

EVERY YEAR
Albert Pike

The Spring has less of brightness
Every year,
And the snow a ghastlier whiteness
Every year.,
Nor do Summer flowers quicken,
Nor Autumn fruitage thicken
As they once did,––for we sicken
Every year. 

It is growing darker, colder,
Every year,––
As the heart and soul grow older
Every year.,
I care not now for dancing
Nor for eyes with passion glancing,
Love is less and less entrancing,
Every year. 

Of the loves and sorrows blended,
Every year,––
Of the charms of friendships ended,
Every year,––
Of the ties that still might bind me
Until time of death resigned me,
My infirmities remind me
Every year. 

Ah, how sad to look before us
Every year,––
While the cloud looks darker o′er us
Every year!
When we see the blossoms faded
That to bloom we might have aided
And immortal garlands braided,
Every year. 

To the past go more dead faces
Every year,––
As the loved leave vacant places
Every year.
Everywhere the sad eyes meet us,
In the evening′s dusk they greet us,
And to come to them entreat us,
Every year. 

You are growing old, they tell us,
Every year
You are more alone, they tell us,
Every year.,
You can win no new affection,
You have only recollection,
Deeper sorrow and dejection,
Every year. 

Yes, the shores of life are shifting
Every year,
And we are seaward drifting
Every year,
old places changing fret us,––
The living more regret us,––
There are fewer to regret us,
Every year. 

But the true life draweth nigher
Every year.,
And its Morning Star climbs higher
Every year,
Earth′s hold on us grows slighter,
And the heavy burden lighter,
And the Dawn Immortal brighter,
Every year. 

Zerkalo by Andrey Tarkovsky from Dustin Lynn on Vimeo.

First Meetings We celebrated every moment Of our meetings as epiphanies, Just we two in all the world. Bolder, lighter than a bird's wing, You hurtled like vertigo Down the stairs, leading Through moist lilac to your realm Beyond the mirror. When night fell, grace was given me, The sanctuary gates were opened, Shining in the darkness Nakedness bowed slowly; Waking up, I said: 'God bless you!', knowing it To be daring: you slept, The lilac leaned towards you from the table To touch your eyelids with its universal blue, Those eyelids brushed with blue Were peaceful, and your hand was warm. And in the crystal I saw pulsing rivers, Smoke-wreathed hills, and glimmering seas; Holding in your palm that crystal sphere, You slumbered on the throne, And - God be praised! - you belonged to me. Awaking, you transformed The humdrum dictionary of humans Till speech was full and running over With resounding strength, and the word you Revealed its new meaning: it meant king. Everything in the world was different, Even the simplest things - the jug, the basin - When stratified and solid water Stood between us, like a guard. We were led to who knows where. Before us opened up, in mirage, Towns constructed out of wonder, Mint leaves spread themselves beneath our feet, Birds came on the journey with us, Fish leapt in greeting from the river, And the sky unfurled above… While behind us all the time went fate, A madman brandishing a razor. Arseny Tarkovsky P.H. ~ 7yrs

“Where you used to be, there is a hole in the World, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.” ― Edna St. Vincent Millay ~ P.H. 2yrs

Demi Tour...

Those who know me well are aware that I've had an infinite love for art photography for quite some times now and that I've been particularly interested in the wet collodion process for a little while, as its poetry never ceases to amaze me a little more every day... The magic of the internet allowed me to get in touch with an extremely talented Japanese artist & photographer: Daisuke Kodaka. Here is a link to his page: www.facebook.com/kdkwp/photos_stream We therefore decided to remotely associate our respective arts, and after listening to my album White Sage (which is scheduled for release in January), he chose the only French song on the LP, namely Demi Tour, and was inspired to make a visual whose beauty is equaled only by its delicacy ... Here are the words of Daisuke, when he sent me this beautiful picture, to explain his journey: "This is the visual picture That Was inspired from your song "Demi Tour" I imagined a dream of scenery from your song. And I Was Reminded of the old Oriental fable "Butterfly Dream". This inspiration was taken on the collodion glass plate. " Thank you a thousand times to Daisuke for his tremendous talent and inspiration. It is an honor and I am really extremely touched and happy with that exchange. We are citizens of the World today, so it still remains all this beauty between people which I can only rejoice about ... Ceux qui me connaissent bien savent que j'ai un amour infini pour la photographie d'art et depuis quelque temps déjà, je m'intéresse au collodion humide dont la poésie ne cesse de m'émerveiller un peu plus chaque jour. La magie de l'internet m'a permis d'entrer en relation avec un photographe japonais extrêmement talentueux: Daisuke Kodaka dont voici le lien vers sa page: www.facebook.com/kdkwp/photos_stream Nous avons donc décidé, à distance, d'associer nos arts respectifs et, après écoute de mon album White Sage ( dont la sortie est prévue pour le mois de janvier ), il a choisit la seule chanson en français sur le L.P., à savoir Demi Tour, et s'en est inspiré pour faire un visuel dont la beauté n'a d'égale que sa délicatesse… Voici les mots de Daisuke, au moment où il m'a fait parvenir cette magnifique image, pour vous expliquer son cheminement: "This is the visual image that was inspired from your song "Demi Tour" I imagined a scenery of dream from your song. And I was reminded of the old Oriental fable "Butterfly Dream". This inspiration was taken on the collodion glass plate." Merci mille fois à Daisuke pour son immense talent et son inspiration. C'est un honneur et je suis vraiment très touchée et heureuse de cet échange à distance. Nous sommes bien citoyens du Monde aujourd'hui et il reste donc toute cette beauté entre les hommes dont je ne peux que me réjouir…

If I never see you again, I will always carry you inside, outside, on my fingertips and at brain edges and in centers, centers of what I am, of what remains. ~ Charles Bukowski

HB~PH.

HBPH

Thank you James Foley, from the bottom of my heart… You, Steven Sotloff & all your peers. Peace ∞

James Foley from Shell Shock Pictures on Vimeo.

Rect.: As crazy as it already sounds to see journalists have their freedom & their lives stolen in the most horrid way, now, humanitarians, in the person of David Haines, are also victims of the same barbary… There are no words.

5"30' Summary of an Impromptu Concert @ FMEAT ( Festival de musique émergente en Abitibi-Témiscamingue / Emerging Music Festival / FME ), Rouyn-Roranda, Qc Canada ~ Aug. 29th 2014.

Magique! Merci mille fois au FME et au public venu nous voir en Abitibi...

Capsule #2 / FME 2014 from Festival de musique émergente on Vimeo.

Kensico @ O Patro Vys, June 7th ~ Pics by Christina Alonso, Vincent Letarte, Nathalie Dion & Béatrice Flynn. Thanks a lot!

Pics by Christina Alonso & Vincent Letarte

Pic by Nathalie Dion

Pics by Béatrice Flynn

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“They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as I'm missing you right now” ― Edna St. Vincent Millay

Lilium ~ The Trap

Et je veux te saisir sans jamais épingler le papillon... Je t’aime, mais je ne te tiens pas dans le creux de ma main.

Kensico ~ Demi Tour

Kensico "White Sage" ~ 1st review by Canadian music blog BandMark

http://www.bandmark.com/a-dark-trip-through-kensico-country/