18 décembre 2006

Dream...

I had the weirdest dream. A cineast was writing to me advices on shooting and he especially pointed to an event that he attended, A small docfest. The letter vanished and I was with him in the room, he expected to win the festival, got up as they said the name of a young woman and caught her gaze, glimming with tears. He was furious but ended up spending the night with her, sleeping in her hotel room, acting like his lover. The next day on stage he asks his assistant to fly for the audience, she puts on her white wings, a child fairy... [Lire la suite]
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18 décembre 2006

...Winter is here.

-5 this morning, mist surrounding in a ghostly shivering day. Fog was lingering,  frosty veil forming on the fields; an eiry feel to it all, bare trees detaching themselves in a golden orange light as the sky lit and a croissant shaped moon swam through the sharp blue of the horizon, proud and clear. I could distinguish a dark sharp edged shape hidden in the fog, 400 metres from me, a Bambi, grazing, nibbling at the grass. As I drove while the day started what else but to welcome this seasonal change. The sky is hazy, an old... [Lire la suite]
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