Sun burn on my cheeks

Me, in May 2009

Life ...

African sky on fire

Under african sky ...

Ibiza town at night

Ibiza beach

Ibiza flowers

Holiday ...

Going to have 2 weeks of holiday now

No office, no e-mails,

but hopefully this time

a lot of sun and nature !

Smile

Cala Rajada Spain

Cala Agulla in Cala Rajada ...

Me in Spain

Frank taking picture of me ... 

Just coming home from airport ... 

I'm little sad. 

Hoped to find the sun and warm in spain ...
Don't know why, but it was raining every day.
Rain, 7 days a week and cold. 

But better a rainy day without work instead of

working on a sunny day, this is what i was thinking 

every day to keep a smile on my face. 

Now i'm leaving into the sun, with my friend Frank to Spain ...

It's snowing this morning.
I can't believe, unbelievable.
Snow in March !
I just need the sun, need warm,
need ...

Me hiking in the mountains ...

I just love nature ...

 

A piece of beautiful nature in my kitchen ... 

Song : Coming Home

Click the image to download my song.

Hope you'll enjoy it.

Most wonderful place i've been

The most wonderful place i ever been,

... where i felt myself 

... where i lost my heart.

Kahlil Gibran on Love

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, "I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

Eye of the tiger

Her eye was destroyed
and it was close to be removed
some time ago.
But, she was lucky to keep it.

Et si tu n'existais pas ...

 


Sirts, si tu n'existais pas
Dis-moi pourquoi j'existerais
Pour traîner dans un monde sans toi
Sans espoir et sans regret
Et si tu n'existais pas
J'essaierais d'inventer l'amour
Comme un peintre qui voit sous ses doigts
Naître les couleurs du jour
Et qui n'en revient pas
Et si tu n'existais pas
Dis-moi pour qui j'existerais
Des passantes endormies dans mes bras
Que je n'aimerai jamais
Et si tu n'existais pas
Je ne serais qu'un point de plus
Dans ce Monde qui vient et qui va
Je me sentirais perdu
J'aurais besoin de toi
Et si tu n'existais pas
Dis-moi comment j'existerais
Je pourrais faire semblant d'être moi
Mais je ne serais pas vrai
Et si tu n'existais pas
Je crois que je l'aurais trouvé
Le secret de la vie, le pourquoi
Simplement pour te créer
Et pour te regarder
Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm
Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm
Et si tu n'existais pas
Dis-moi pourquoi j'existerais
Pour traîner dans un monde sans toi
Sans espoir et sans regret
Et si tu n'existais pas
J'essaierais d'inventer l'amour
Comme un peintre qui voit sous ses doigt
Naître les couleurs du jour

Me at the age of 20

This is an old picture of me showing me at the age
of 20 when i had a flat tyre on the beatuiful
island of corsika.

Just beautiful ...

just beautiful

Las Vegas

This is an old slide

 i shot with my analog 

Minolta X3 camera some

years ago in Las Vegas. 

Just, took a picture of it

with my digital camera 

and made it old style sepia.

Another birth of a day ...

Anybody that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both

Black Hair lady ...

Don't know the painter, not the girl ..
saw this painting in window of a  gallery shop,

when i had my camera with me.

Seems her minds are far away ... 

Ortenberg Castle

 

Dreams ...

Dream is not when we see when we sleep, 

but dream is what doesn't allow us to sleep... 

...sleepless i am. 

Arab music from Asala

Found her music on "youtube" 

I don't understand her language, but it sounds wonderful in any way with her magic voice. 
My favourite songs "Ana mosh sa'b alaik" and "Hayati" 

Silent night

It's close to christmas .. and why not playing a good old christmas song ?
Do you hear my cat crying at the beginning of the song ? Did she love or hate ? I don't know ...

Christmas time in Baden Baden

Ceiling at Frankfurt Airport

Me in october 2008

My theater group ...

My theather group ...
Can you find me ?

Where i left my heart ...

Just yellow ...