What I'm loving right now /// Les Choses que j'adore a ce moment

• big, brown fabric flowers // les fleurs brun de tissue
• grey-blue pastel silk skirts // les jupes de soie gris-bleu
• off-white cotton blouses // les blousons de coton presque-blanc
• not needing jackets // pas des manteaux
• big sunglasses // les grandes lunettes de soleil
• crepes // crepes
• french white wine // le vin blanc francais
• balmy nights // les nuits embaumees
• strolls by the river // promenades au bord du fleuve
• fresh seafood // fruits de mer
• long nights // les nuits tres longues
• longer days // les jours plus longues
• sunshine waking me up in the morning // quand le soleil me reveille dans le matin

Truely, it's spring! // Franchement, c'est les printemps!

Love, adore, aime, all these things.

Dear New York.

written at the Musée des Beaux Arts, Lyon.

I'm so spoiled. I don't mean materially (I'm writing this on a croissant-wrapper). No, I mean intellectually spoiled. I'm sitting here at the Musee des Beaux Arts, I got in for free (yay to being European and under 25), and yet I'm still so disappointed. I just passed by a Picasso, and all I could think about was how much I wanted to see the Demoiselles d'Avignon again in NYC.

I saw some Delacroix and Gericault originals and thought that the collection is not as good as the Met.

There is Matta, Dufy and Chagall within a few meters of me, but it's not the MoMA - the modern art wing at the Musee des Beaux Arts was barely half of what I expected it to be. There is no Dali, or Khalo, or Rivera, or Calderon, or Calder. And the two Delaunay pieces (one Sonia and one Robert) are unbelievably small and underwhelming.

I don't get the tiniest bit of emotion here. I almost cried when I saw Malevich's White on White in NYC last summer. I'm not joking, I welled up.

I keep thinking my life would be so much easier if I never went to NYC. I would be happy in France. I wouldn't miss it so much. I wouldn't be sitting in a museum (my favourite place in the world; the museum), counting down the days until I leave for JFK.

New York -

My life would be easier if I never met you.

I would be blissfully ignorant of what I'm missing out on.

New York - I hate you

But I'm also deeply, madly in love with you.

Please take me back.

Things that I am in love with right now.

• boats
• having a job and making money
• Milan Kundera
• keeping a diary
• the growing urge to paint something
• the breton wind
• going to New York in a matter of WEEKS (or months, depending on how you look at it)
• the purchasing of return train tickets to Lille/Brussels for less than 100 Euro.
• the relaxation and freedom of weekends off work
• my new camera (Windows and Doors - new photography project)
• speaking french

with all the love from Brittany/Bretagne. West France.

-a