Fritillaria Imperialis

It’s kind of obvious now, at least to me, that when I fall for something or someone I fall totally, deeply, tremendously. I fall with my heart and soul and there is no grey zone.  In the education I give to my kids, I try to encourage them to be passionate, to do things 100% no matter what. Go for it, give it all. Don’t you mind about what others think, let your heart guide you and enjoy. So whenRead more

The unknown flower

When I saw this flower at my local florist, I instantly felt attracted and curious. It has fascinated me right away with its spicy and soft aspect . I’m just totally, enormously, definitely in love with each part of it. Outside, inside. The lines, shapes, structure, colors, contrasts. I could stare at it for hours and the more I look at it, the more I feel blessed and grateful. As you know, music plays an important part in my creative process, aRead more

Kamu

Last weekend in our very own Happy Easter tradition we did something we do every year. According to my great grand-mother, those who wear something new for Easter, will be wearing new stuff the entire year. My beloved great grand-mother has long passed away but her wise words keep living and every year, we wear a new shirt/socks/pants/ you name it. But this year we extend the concept of “something new for Easter” to an other level, we went toRead more

Souvenirs

Since a week or two, for a reason or an other, I have Baudelaire’s poem A une passante in my mind.  The verses ” Ô toi que j’eusse aimée, ô toi qui le savais!”/”O you whom I would have loved, O you who knew it!” haunt my mind, like an endless rhapsody. I studied this poem when I was in high school and then at university; it’s a classic and you are expected to master all what it contains. But though I was trained toRead more

The Future

Article 3 Everyone has the right to life, liberty and security of person. Article 5 No one shall be subjected to torture or to cruel, inhuman or degrading treatment or punishment. Universal Declaration of Human Rights   Photography all rights reserved Carole ReyRead more

In my solitude

Last week I went to the local market. In the small (very) traditional city where I live (20k inhabitants), there are not much things to do. There is a tiny old harbour, one museum, few restaurants, couple of mainstream shops, supermarkets, a superb florist and eighteen hairdressers, yes eighteen. So you can satisfy your hunger, have a walk along old boats, visit the museum, treat yourself or your dear ones with beautiful bouquets and definitely change the color or theRead more

You’re my thrill

While listening to Shirley Horn singing You’re my thrill. You’re my thrill You do something to me You send chills right through me When I look at you ’cause you’re my thrill You’re my thrill How my pulse increases I just go to pieces Every time I look at you I can’t keep still Nothing seems to matter Here’s my heart on a silver platter Oh where’s my will Why this strange desire Flaming higher and higher Every time I lookRead more

Cheek to cheek

When I was a student I fell in love with duets between Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong. I listened over and over tapes of their albums in my walkman (yes I’m a dinosaur) on my way to university. The combination of her warm and virtuosic voice, the unique timbre of his voice, the sweetness of his breathe in his trumpet made my days and evenings. It totally cheered and enlightened my days. This evening I listened to Cheek to cheek, oneRead more