a few sketches from Paris -

My friends made this video when they came to visit me in Paris. We rode bikes around the city and I showed them the sites. the end is funny.

centre pompidou

le voyeur

Dali

Kandinsky is one of my absolute favourites, the colors he evokes always make me smile, and his lines too, just wish the afternoon shadows weren't so bad

I wonder if you knew when you founded your Church that it would turn into this:
Magnificent pillars, rich mosaics, beautiful statues,
A lovely, cold emptiness
An apathy that permeates the reverent silence
Is this the gilded cross you bore?
And this your marble crown of thorns?
Idols upon altars do not instill the same awe as a single act of kindness
I wonder how much money was spent on these pillars of righteousness instead of on your will
I wonder how many built this temple in praise of you and how many in praise of themselves
Saints are not all that is buried within these crypts.
I whisper a silent prayer, lest I too forget
Your body is the temple, Oh Lord, not this place
My heart is your altar, Oh Lord, only there will I worship,
Only there do I love.

.........It's a funny thing, waking up a million miles away...................................................

.........................................waking up somewhere the past is a million years behind you.

.............................................................somewhere you are l’etranger..................................

..........................................................................and you can be whomever you want...........

..................................................................................you can even be yourself.......................

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Here there is only quiet............................................................................................................

.................................................... Here there is only solitude..................................................

............................................................................................................ Here there is only me...

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Alone, there are no one else's expectations to disappoint.................................................

............Alone, there are no one else's problems to fix..........................................................

.......................................................Alone, here, I can fix myself.............................................

.............................................................................I can find my own expectations.................

....I left all my tears behind in Australia.................................................................................

...............littering the streets....like Gretel’s crumbs....leading me here.............................

.....but I will not follow them back home...............................................................................

............I need to rediscover my strength........to be a better me...........................................

Yesterday, someone thought they recognized me on the street........................................

............................................................................................“Jane?”...........................................

.....but, no.............................. sorry............................it’s me...............just me.........................

.........It’s funny how being a million miles away, you can feel at home...........................

.........It’s funny how getting lost, you can discover you...............just you........................

In french, "to miss" is "regretter." Je regrette toi, in so many different languages.

EF - Live The Language - Paris from Albin Holmqvist on Vimeo.