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Showing posts with label please analyze me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label please analyze me. Show all posts

16/03/2010

JULIA # 37



I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart of napalm

26/02/2010

JULIA # 28 - Sleep until you're hungry, eat until you're sleepy

I went to bed very early (9 p.m) yesterday and woke up very early 6 (am) this morning.

I couldn't go back to sleep so I started to read a book.
It's called New years by Stig Larsson. Yes that's right - Stig, not StiEg.
The two Stigs had a lot of problems with both having the same name, so they played dice to decide who had to change the spelling. StiEg lost.

My Stig is quality. My Stig provides me with good literature.

But this morning was not the right time for some Stig - time.
I had gotten to the part in the book where the protagonist is taken in at a mental hospital. For 40 pages or so he goes on about his fight with his anguish, she won't let him fall into sleep.

This whole day I've only seen dark blue creatures of female sex in my office.It's slightly disturbing.

Thus, advice: instead of reading in case of insomna, prepare yourself a good breakfast.
Life wisdom.








these guys are outside my office window. they scare me a bit.

23/01/2010

JULIA # 17 - Stream of consciousness

Sometimes I run in front of trains to make my youth seem longer,
I sweat, my heart beats and it hits me, the feeling of being fully alive, peak experience, those few seconds of danger prolonge my life.

And sometimes I go to my parents on the country side and wear my mums track suit bottoms every night and day and put on musk perfume but don't wash my hair in a week. I put on mascara though, but just on my right eye, to mirror the duality of man.

And every now and then I have fights with those who are the closest to me. I guess it's normal, strong souls might need more space than the small flats that I can afford.

But it makes me sad and the mascara runs down on my right cheek.



Sometimes I am silly enough to believe that I will find love easier if I lose five kilograms.

Stupid stupid stupid. Hasn't grandma's unconditional love taught me more than that?



Other days, other nights, I make myself pretty, flirt with the night club photographers and get them to take thirty pictures of me. And then I regret everything, and write an email asking to remove all traces of me because I have a violent boyfriend who doesn't know I was out yesterday.

(pause for a forbidden cigarette)

And all the time I tell myself that I do whatever I want to!
And then I regret.

And an the end of every story I run in the snow on the field outside my parents' house and dig out the stone has a painting of Virgin Mary and baby Jesus. It is in the middle of the forest in the least religious city I've been to, and I marvel and try to think of who might have painted it Without ever getting any answers.

21/01/2010

Aleksandra # 7 - Mr Nobody

So I heard that we are the stuff that dreams are made of, or was it stardust? What difference does it make when we do not know what to wear to all tomorrow's parties.

Mr Nobody subcribes to the memories of three very different lives, resulting from marrying three different women. He claims that all choices were good, a comforting though that we all are replaceable, do you believe it? Zugzwang calling, then (or was it before?) come the questions - what did I do to deserve this?

What I liked about this film is that it raises far too many grand questions and themes to fit in a single plot, from what emerges an incoherent story and Van Dormael does not bring together all loose ends, in the end we receive a single explanation to only one of many questions. But that is the beauty of life - it is complex and maybe unseizable. Straight answers and clear reasoning are mandatory only for bachelor theses.


The Romans claimed both that all ways lead to Rome and that if you do not where to go, all roads lead there. In Marocco, there is only one road to any destination, you do not need a map.

Addenum: Cinematek plays Jaco Van Dormael's two previous films on 23 February.