Where is my time zone?

A few days ago I was in the countryside in Burgundy not too far from Paris with my family. Now I'm back in California, Los Angeles. Physically I know where I'm but my body still needs to adapt.

The landing over LA at sunset was beautiful. End of afternoon, still some natural light, a Nicole picks me up, I jump in her car and the insane traffic, definitively back in LA.

This second evening of my trip I'm having a drink - actually drinks - on another hotel roof top bar in Hollywood before aiming for the cinema. Until 4pm I'm fine but after the struggle can start. We enter the cinema and... I do remember we got tickets for Rogue One, I do remember battles in space and light sabres each times I open my eyes or when my head failed on my neighbor shoulder...  and the rest is blurry. But the most important is to be able to stay awake for new year's evening until midnight.  I still have a few hours to adapt.


La bourgogne avant la neige

Toute la famille ou presque en Bourgogne près de la cheminée ou autour de la table ou à jouer au scrabble ou à marcher dehors sur la colline. Il fait frais mais pas trop froid et en tout cas moins chaud que Noel dernier où trinquions dehors au même moment.

Une arrivée étalée en milieu de semaine et des départs également étalés après Noel où chacun se dirige vers ses autres familles ou autre continent. Ce fût court mais intense.


Panic routine

Winter is coming, winter is here, Christmas time as well and time to fly to Paris and get close to the family and other friends.  Arriving at your friend place, hearing rumours of another suicidal attack, in Berlin this time, spending the whole evening to find out everybody I know I safe.  The shot of panic is passed, time to relax a bit and to continue to live and to sleep actually as it's getting late. Still 2016, in Paris.


Studious Saturday

It all started with a cool workshop organised by the people behind wefactory where we had to build our own lamp made of concrete. My first concrete experience with concrete.

And it did continue with the - finally - uploading of the catalogue of my first solo exhibition of little planets. Exhibition that took place in Morlaix in Brittany June to August 2015. Ten of my images have been presented and the link below is re-showing them.

If you are interested by seeing more of my images, you can as well have a look to the catalogue of my latest exhibition that took place in Berlin September 2016.


Saturday is tourist day

English notes below

C’est le jour du touriste, la mission du jour est de comprendre un peu comment cette ville fonctionne, comment on s’y déplace parce qu'à vue de nez ca à l'air d'être un gros bordel sans nom, ou alors un gros bordel hollywoodien.

Premier trajet à mon airbnd dans South Central pour y déposer mes affaires, puis direction Griffin Observatory. De là j’y observe la ville, grande et étalée avec HOLLYWOOD en grosse lettre dans mon dos. Belle vue - impression d'être au Montmarte locale.

Je redescends, direction HVW8 pour visiter l’adresse locale de la galerie du même nom à Berlin. Je manque de peu le boss de la galerie et remonte Melrose Av., m’arrête manger une salade et continue jusqu’à Hollywood Bd. Il fait nuit, les lumières sont là, les étoiles sur le trottoir, les touristes et autres anges déchus aussi. Je change de rue, arrive sur Sunset Bd et rentre enfin dans Amoeba version LA, pas déçu je suis.

Retour à South Central, il fait nuit, me pose 30min et repars. Ce soir c’est taco party. Un trajet d'une quinzaine de km, cette fois dans une direction non embouteillée ce qui est un peu un pléonasme ici. J’arrive dans un quartier plus résidentiel, belle maison, derrière un jardin, des mexicains préparant des taco et un avocado centenaire. Classe.

En arrivant je tombe sur l’une des deux personnes dont c’est l’anniversaire - nous l’appellerons Nicole - qui comprend tout de suite que je suis le français invité par son amie Betsy rencontrée la veille, l'accent sans doute pourtant je le travaille.

I did promise an English version

It's the tourist day and the goal is to understand a bit how does this city work, how do you travel, how do you commute, how do you survive because at first glance it's an enormous chaos. Later I will learn about car-magedon expression to describe the insane traffic.

First journey to my airbnb in South Central to let my luggage then direction Griffin Observatory. From there I observe the city, wide and spread with HOLLYWOOD written in big behind me. Nice view - impression to be at the local Montmartre.

I go down, direction HVW8 to visit to local address after the one I know already in Berlin. I miss the gallery owner for just 2min and I continue my exploration, I go along Melrose Av., stop for a chicken salad recommended by spotted by locals and continue until Hollywood Bd. The night has fallen, the night lights are there, on the pavement the stars, tourists and others fallen angels. I change streets and arrive on the famous Sunset Bd and the not least famous music shop Amoeba, long story short I'm not disappointed.

Back to South Central, it's dark, lay down my bed 30min and go out again. Tonight it's taco party. For change no traffic on my trip to Culver City. Different neighborhood, more residential, nice house, in the back a garden with Mexican caterers preparing tacos and an one-hundred-year-old avocado tree. Classy.

While arriving at the party I met two persons, one of them has her birthday - we will call her Nicole - who understands straightaway that I'm the invited French person by her friend Betsy which I met yesterday, the accent probably and yet I'm working on it.