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Noir et Blanc

Sunday, February 21st, 2010

This weekend my sister and I took a quick trip to my french grandparents’ house in Alençon, Normandie. I hadn’t been in there in a while, maybe 8 or 9 years. Ever since my grandparents died I didn’t really see the point of going back there.

When we opened the door, so many memories came back to me. The smell hasn’t changed. Nothing has. The same antique furniture is still there. Photo frames everywhere. My grandfather’s desk hasn’t moved. My grandmother’s shoes are there, on the stairs. My father’s Tintin comic books haven’t moved either. Books, books everywhere.

One good thing since my grandparents passed, is that my sister and I are finally allowed to go through all kinds of stuff that we weren’t allowed to see when we were kids. We opened all cabinets and drawers and found old letters, photo albums and random objects from their Paris and Normandie days.

I haven’t taken any nice picture since I didn’t bring my camera, but I managed to capture a few things with my sister’s Canon. If you have time, please click on thumbnails to see larger pictures, they’re extremely beautiful and full of poésie . It’s always weird in a good way to see your parents at a young age…

I will go back for sure, probably in the spring. There is a big backyard and from what I remember it looks beautiful in the summer. Me and my sister slept in the same bed we used to sleep in when we were young. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and I was 8 again.

Grand père

Saturday, December 19th, 2009

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Found these in my mother’s home in Vientiane, Laos. My grandma says he was an amazing man. So amazing that even though she was 20 and alone with 3 children when he died in a plane crash, she did not try to find another husband. She is 74 today and says she never had any other man in her life. “What’s the point? I’ve already found love.”

The secret world of Alex Mack

Tuesday, November 17th, 2009

the_secret_world_of_alex_mack-showI have a confession to make. I used to be into girls. Not that there’s anything to be ashamed of. I thought it would be fun to share. Let me introduce my very first crush on a girl. Her name was Alex Mack. She had the best TV show ever. Can you imagine? She had the power to transform into water and to take herself out of any situation. I loved everything about her. But what I admired the most was her unique sense of style. How I loved her loose flanel shirts and jeans overalls. Omg. She was just too cool. She had that tomboy look of a young girl who isn’t ready to accept her feminine side. And I was feeling the exact same way at that time. I related to her on so many levels. Awesome show.