How Many Calories Does Vegetable Stir Fry Have

Laurence Skivée

Assuming that photography could or should be used for something, it should be to secure the regular movement of the ordinary, just stop for a moment the flow of the ordinary. Not so much to keep the visual memory that take some fleeting image, positive, sad, ambiguous, sincere or spontaneous. Leaves, on occasion, to shoot photographs.

Art is useless - it even acknowledges that it - is what is said but nothing is probably also true. Photographs by Laurence Skivée helpful to me. I look at them and I do use. I'm not going to explore the world or a universe. I discovered a series of images that look the same holds in its spontaneity, its immediacy. We know there is a thought behind it is understandable given that it appears that appear simple and obvious, naive, that is to say who stands closer to the truth.

These are images taken with an iPhone or a Polaroid that hold my attention especially. I confront my way to see his. I'm thinking, 'Oh, I could not accept such an image. "I add, asking me: 'Why? . Why does one stop on this part of the sky blue? Why else have such a book? Is it because we love the show you want? Is it simply because it's what we're doing: looking at it, read it? The photograph is not used to remember. Photography is what we decide to show what one sees. Photography is the exposure of what we saw. The important, most important, is not that it was there, it could have been elsewhere. The most important is what we are doing what was there. Things, beings, landscapes, objects have been there is not indifferent with regard to photography, but almost. What matters most is the look because it is exposure, because it aims to show what he sees. I see through the eyes more than I know what the eye sees. This is trivial. But this relationship is the trivial value and usefulness of photography. Learning to see, perhaps. Learn to show, especially. Learn the attention. Not having to things, beings, landscapes, objects, a remote relative, distracted. Do not take lightly. No. Take the photograph.

This sky-blue above. And not another. This blue-blue sky above this latter. At the edge of which a row of clouds taking shape. A tree. A high-voltage cable that holds the landscape with his oblique.



(sky)

It this book that I have not read and I really want to read, touch or simply to be there in the image with the image.



(Herbert Huncke "Guilty of Everything")

Fingers trying to seize an area of light - as if the photograph was not only the writing of light, but the attempt to seize it, to catch it, as if there was something kaïros in photography in that it seeks to seize this opportune moment : a light moment, a moment of light.



(hand and light)

Or finally, because that it must choose and decide, this self-portrait to the iPhone, and in which the face is hardly, in which we see especially the fingers of the photographer, and bright spots, and persistent work of this show so special What to see photo. Red dot. Point blue almost white almost black. Colored circles that are superimposed on the face without hiding: they are looking for the next one, whether one follows the trail, we want to see more than anything, that cares , is being investigated to find out who he is, thus deepening the body of photography, and photographer.



(self-portrait, 2011)

Finally, all is this: a picture on twitter as the fragment of a photographic Laurence Skivée autobiography.

Photo: © Laurence Skivée.

Best Struts For Jeep Liberty?

photographer in the store today

D-Day in the U.S. editions to nine hours or less battery facing the door, there is Jerome. His hand did not tremble when he pushes the door, his hand said nothing of what he thinks and feels, of his anxiety. Yet his hand said something Jerome. She said Jerome knows how to control, he can hide his emotions, sometimes, at least, when necessary. She said sometimes, at least when necessary, Jerome knows nothing left of what appear to be expressed in a manner pictorially and topological him, feels inside. But God knows that things happen inside of Jerome things that when he asked whether it would be better to believe in God, Jerome address to God. Then he said to Him: to say why - inner silence - why - another - why have you forsaken me? But his hands, but his face, no, they do not tell the old guy that crosses Jerome yet no longer young and on which Jerome wondered what is this how he looks when he enters the building from the U.S. editions .

Jerome found out the day before, J - 1, he would have to get to zero hour in editions É to do a job, for now, we will call T. On the phone, he said it was Nelly, who had not advised, but to the question: "Do you think I can talk to Jerome? ", Replied:" Yes. " Jerome, too, responded: "Yes" without really thinking, what has surprised himself, not the speaker, who do not know, but who knows Mr. Nelly, as they both work for U.S. editions, but not on the same floor, which is why that at H, it will be there, as he promises to J - 1, H - 14. Jerome, it was surprised to be told yes or, rather, someone who looks in all respects to Jerome, except that it has accepted the job. When in fact, good work, Jerome, actually, no. Or penalty but is microscopic. However, to J - 1 and H - 14, he said yes for J. And for eternity, J + ∞, it has accepted.

That's why Jerome does not recognize. Unless he did it for Nelly M (m, obviously), if it did to him, in fact, Jerome, he certainly let himself live again. But with Nellie M is different. He transfers to another nature, so to speak. Certainly, he dreams in his heart (it's the same image as above), a bourgeois existence, oh, not radically, but rather: financial comfort minimum - at minimum - a woman (Nellie M, of course) E and a child - at least (perhaps it is not quite sure yet of wanting to at least one child E). And above all, amateur jazz guitarist. Guitarist Jerome already is too amateurish, but if is a guitarist, it's rock. However, it can no longer rock in all its forms, he wants gentrification in a form of music that allows him simultaneously of not being quite definitely asebine while abandoning any remaining popular at home. Whereas, in fact, Jerome was never in the popular. So one wonders why he has made in the rock. Itself to a large extent, ignored. But it is. And now, Jerome understands that things change: Jerome intends to gentrification. The very notion of "bourgeoisie" in Jerome can be confusing, but We must imagine that rupture is the result of not playing on a Gibson Flying V Jimi Hendrix when he played like the blues, but on a Gibson L5 Wes Montgomery or as a Gibson ES-330 pickups with P-90 as Grant Green, even if it will stop one day his choice on a ES-175 as Derek Bailey. Thus stated, the concept of "bourgeoisie" in Jerome is perhaps not surprising. Added to the fact that being a writer is for Jerome summit of the bourgeoisie. Play jazz guitar and write. Jerome knows he is a failed writer. But he can not help it: want to write. It is without doubt that Jerome is a little or too bourgeois poem. This is why, presumably, her work is problematic. But, in short, he joined the U.S. editions. He does not think the fact that from a certain perspective, it is a bopo, but rather because he is a louseur. But that, nobody knows, nobody notices. Person. He also hopes that nobody will notice ever in U.S. editions. You never know, sometimes there is a ladder to climb.

For now, we're not there yet, Jerome is aware, but he can not help thinking, saluting the person behind the voice of P yesterday. She was immediately put at ease. Jerome had said she would be like this, the person behind the voice of P yesterday. Moreover, it reassures. He feels at ease, finally, a little less uncomfortable, it does not feel at home, but he smiled. And that smile is not forced. What Jerome thinks fit. Who would not do? So with P, that's fine. It will go with the others too, no doubt, despite the butterflies in my stomach that does not let go throughout the morning, butterflies in my stomach that will turn at lunchtime in front of a sandwich S - no, actually, not a sandwich S, but roast beef, overcooked roast beef, but this is not what will collapse - into tears impossible to contain. Downgrade, so he feels he can do nothing. Thus he feels very bottom - and this is not a metaphor. Nelly M-loving, as always, comfort, as always. It will get better. He will say, not entirely truthfully, "It's stress." Jerome lie a little, of course. If he had told the truth, Jerome never used the term "stress". Jerome merely repeating something he heard: "It's heustraisse" is like a repeating signal, an abbreviation for: "Let's move on, darling, will you? Thank you very much for your infinite kindness. " It's less pretty, but again probably feeling the effect of heustraisse in Jerome.

all morning, was in his belly. Or rather, in each book was placed in envelopes and unread, in every book that Jerome did not even have time to browse stamped envelope to each destination unknown to Jerome, in each bar code read by an infrared reader. Jerome wondered how one can read well, he wondered if he will not finish itself as a portable infrared to perform meaningless tasks, which will confirm what Jerome thinks of Jerome: "You see, c is proof that I am a failed writer: I'm no better than a bar code reader and even he did not read me. He will not say to Nelly M. She does not like it says it in those terms. That she loves him, Nelly M. But he still thinks and will think again in the afternoon when he lost in the stock of books he has - of course - not even time to flip, and he will find in this maze of the stock for him - certainly not a library for him - one more reason to despise and absolute confirmation of its decommissioning. Yet God knows the absolute hate Jerome. He would prefer, more modestly, be read and be read really. Instead, it seems to Jerome that the world likes to humiliate him. Jerome would have stayed at the store that three editions Ct.

But, in fact, it lasted longer. First week, during which the strikes have not stopped. And even then ten days, strikes and everything else, shop, books, and descended the steps mounted press service at the store and back and etcetera. There will be some moments where Jerome has been alone in the street, eating a sandwich during the lunch break. Especially in the beginning. Jerome to the streets of the sixth arrondissement of Paris has had time to watch old people it means beautiful virtually bedridden depleting scarce remnants of intelligence wanting to look less old and ugly old turkeys and young chickens all in their Sunday best every day of the week and the beautiful young skinny Gaille very convinced that being a dandy is essentially in the fact of waddle in walking the sidewalks Germanopratins.

If have not crossed any clone of BHL is definitely the kind of fashion, however Jerome has been able to treat these women hyperdynamic. And they walk throwing their boots infinite straight ahead, heels that would penetrate the soil and they wear them like phalluses needles and they are sexy and they are castrating and they are dominating and they are women-wives and women are post-feminist and they are the women who took power with their body and brain + = vagina are these women and they tend overwhelmingly women who are working and have lunch working lunch and they are the women who dine in the world and fuck everyone and they are women who can boast of the feminine world, which has since no longer resembles anything, all these women, Paris is full and boulevards like a podium eyes of males who are just bandage flashes. Besides, that's what Jerome thinks that: public space is a podium without starrer.

But Jerome's thoughts, indeed the U.S. editions, it will not give a damn. Not that we do not like it, Jerome. Is that we do not ask him to think. That Jerome's understanding. He agreed that yes, thoughts P all day, that he can not help it, but he does not state. He did not talk about his thoughts P. Or only when Nelly M, on occasion, they lunch together, between thirteen and fourteen hours. Or the evening when they dine together, and when they lie down, but not while they make love - Jerome is ultimately a very healthy boy. Ideas, so he has, and when the tasks it must perform become quite repetitive, it feels somehow released, he can think without having to think about what he does, a kind of fashion MA auto locks, it can have all the thoughts he wants P. Another day, one day D + n that Jerome was busy putting in envelopes shipment of books of the press, Jerome did not close his eyes, but he began to look straight ahead. He no longer looked at what he did. He had recorded gestures G needed to put a book in The sheet folds with his release. Jerome began to make as if he were blind. And, without believing first of all, each book L started his paper in envelopes with press like there was all alone, as if, say neither this book nor its L then press sheet does Jerome needed to reach its envelope and label the envelope which is written the name of the recipient to stick to it and all the postal company to make way for the postal company follows.

eyes blind to the actions of Jerome G Jerome were able to go where they pleased. Detach actions of G and Jerome, for example, watching over him through the glass that separates the shop from U.S. editions of the Paris sky. A beautiful blue sky, clear, cold skies of December and dry, a sky of winter ahead, and that Jerome likes cold and dry. At that time, and at other times such as T Jerome had rendered possible by switching the automatic mode AD, Jerome did not think he really had P as no thoughts at other times, he looked no more - Jerome does not like it, but not that at all, contemplation, that makes him think of bearded philosopher in a toga, Jerome finds it ridiculous the bearded philosopher in a toga, he prefers the books, except when they contemplation. But for Jerome, as he just remembered, contemplation - like meditation - it's unacceptable. Serendipity HH in U.S. editions, regardless of the stage, it does little more than we meditated contemplated. No, Jerome simply lost in the blue blue sky of Paris gray and white gold, as he never thought they could get lost, since for Jerome, blue sky had always been to Marseilles, and that, certainly not, not that of Paris. It has taken that he is there in the U.S. editions of the magazine, for which Jerome finds another blue sky. Coincidentally C. In this blue sky, Jerome began to conceive of old books today. No content, no. Simply the form F. Books in duodecimo-red morocco gilt fillets but the dishes - Jerome does not like the gilding that more contemplation or meditation, even if the Cartesian - Title Bodoni Old Face in Black, etc.. Jerome then arises the question of what to put, but for now, F is the form of interest, the rest can wait, and anyway, it is already concerned about Jerome, he already drafted a hundred pounds and finished what he himself does not know. These books do not send Jerome imagined anyone would have required them to come get them, that they should desire, etc.. Jerome thought probably thinking that this communication within the U.S. editions, but in editions É ' E'', etc.. This should be the same thing, had taken over the editing itself. The existence of a publishing service in a publishing house he had also brought confirmation: they published books in U.S. editions, but it was no longer an activity among others .

All comments, ideas, thoughts, Jerome did wonder what he was doing there, exactly. It was not for this world, or more exactly, it was not appropriate to this service S. Jerome wanted to write and edited books, hers may not necessarily be rather those of others, he dreamed those who were not yet written. He had said it brought him closer to his goal, he would learn and, after entering its thirty-first year, the prospect of making his life really, it was no longer as alien as before. For now it was only to replace a sick person P, but it was better than nothing. So when we asked Jerome if he would have no objection to extending his stay here, the ground floor U.S. editions, Jerome had he accepted, with some goodwill. It would not a citizen of Jerome as he wanted to become one, or a bopo, as he noted earlier, but accumulating wealth - that it was not significantly changed finally does not matter - he would bring at least a little of that condition C so ardently desired, even to suffer any indignity. But there are no free lunches. At least, was Jerome that what was said. For the sequel, we would see.