These past two months have been pretty intense with my new rhythm… new job, new habits, the new season rolling in (spring was halfway here and winter never fully came in my opinion. Where was the snow?) Needless to say, I’m ready for summer and some good ol’ vitamin D.
With all of the energy being put towards the new job, I know I’ve been a bit missing in action and perhaps my posts haven’t been as full of heart as they have been before or should…the weekends away give me a chance to have some deep sleeps uninterrupted by bizarre noises coming from my building’s courtyard, and to get away from the stress that everyday life in Paris brings: tourists blocking all of the bike paths on my route to work, intensely long lines at the supermarket when you’ve only got 2 things in your basket, with caissières who don’t have a care in the world, bourgeois pricks that take eternity to enter their damn pincode in the card reader, lines out the door for the boulangerie. With all of these everyday things that make me bite my lip just a little bit, a weekend just outside the city does my soul some good.
My father-in-laws garden is being prepared for the season, camellias and other various flowers are in full bloom. Even with some rain showers, or in the dead of winter, this place has a magic touch.
I do love city life and wouldn’t change it for anything, but only if it involves a few breaks out in the countryside. Even the shortest of breaks away from the hustle bustle allow us to recharge.
One of Louis’s closest friends, Edouard Giraudo, had the projection of his first short film, Sauliac, a few weekends ago at the iconic Max Linder theatre in Paris’s 2nd arrondissement. Sauliac is a fictional film inspired by the story of Georges Demeny, Sauliac tells the story of a man who created a prototype of what would be today considered the first camera, 2 years before the Lumière brothers’ first film that baffled the public’s eye.
As the birth of cinema was initially the concept of visually telling a story, this short film exposes not only a myth of an inventor of the tool that was later called a “camera”, but of an unknown and mysterious concept of bringing an image to life, capturing movement and moments, and how it was considerably disturbing at first.
Edouard is a blossoming director, and I am anxious to see where Sauliac takes him. Discover the Facebook page here.