My Treasure : Christmas Presents

I have been spoiled for Christmas :)





and the present i made to myself :)

Style

Here is the style I like these days..
(Clothes from the brand April 77)












right picture from Face Hunter

Brisa Roche - Whistle

This song is ok, but she has a much better one, "whistle" on
Her Myspace

Flowers From The Man Who Shot Your Cousin - No Home

There is no home
There is no wife
These days are hard
They'll make you cry
They'll never stop
They'll never thrive
You'll never break from this lonely life
You'll never break from this lonely life

But I don't mind
I won't be sad
I'm grateful for
The things I have
Like these two hands
Like these two eyes
And I can handle this lonely life
Yeah I can handle this lonely life
Of mine




http://www.myspace.com/flowersfromthemanwhoshotyourcousin

Karen Dalton - It Hurts Me Too

(1969)

"i'm not there"

Last night i went to see "i'm not there" with Ennis.
it was nice.







Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody has ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?


ps : yes, i feel like a roling stone..

"Now I don't like the background"

This afternoon i went with Monika to her painting workshop, it was really relaxing :)

First Monika managed the perfect parking :) we tried one minut of silence to celebrate it, didn't work :)


Then the birds painting :)

Special Moment

I spent the day with Ennis, we went Christmas shopping and then chicken burger eating :) 

That was really nice and cozy.

Before going home i stayed like half an hour on my own on Radhus Pladsen, the city hall square, where they set a giant Christmas tree, listening to that song:

And i felt so confused. Empty, lucky, lonely, alive, isolated, so happy and so extremely sad all at the same time.

Comes a time when,

You can't judge nomore

Go outside, babe

Can't see the storm

I can't believe that

We're really all good

One of us has gone,

They never should..

Ohhh, ohhh

Ohhh, ohhh..

Ohhh, ohhh

Ohhh, ohhh..

Comes a time when

You really can't judge,

You should go walking

You don't even budge,

I can't believe how

Far we have gone

One of us has none

Now come along,

Get up and tell the sun

That you don't feel loved

Get up and tell the sun

That you don't feel loved

Ohhh, ohhh

Ohhh, ohhh..

Ohhh, ohhh

Ohhh, ohhh..

How long can you

Keep circling round'

Like paris texas

'til she found out

Mon Chou

Quelques photos de mon chou :)

My Treasure : Image Books

Found today on the doorstep of the Red Cross store again :)

My Treasure : Coffee Cup

My Treasure : Botanic Books

found in the trash today. How can people trash that ?