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Home economics 101

I have never been one to settle in a space.  If I have a space, I am usually running away from it because there is life debris (clothes, dust, sheets, etc) accumulating all over the place.   My knowledge of how to keep house, or even appliances is so low, that when I fist moved out of my parents house, I thought Clorox wipes could double to clean dishes.  As a result, my college dorm room guests would have cloroxy citron hints to go along with their Rwandan coffee.  yum.  I don’t know how I became so estranged from anything homemaking, was it my mom’s fault, the elimination of home economics in the class room, or was I just to aloof to pay attention to what people do in their homes? .  Although, 10 years later, I have indeed discovered things such as dish soap and even sponges, keeping house is still rather intimidating.

When Philippe and I moved into together, three years ago, I would watch the piles of dishes build up in the kitchen sink, the laundry piles take over our bedroom, and dust bunnies pop up everywhere.  It was a real horrible, frighteneing..ok, diabolical apartment.  Philippe was at work from 7am-7pm.  I was at school from 7-2pm, so it was I who inhabited this space most of the time..alone.  What did I do?  I shoved things under the bed.  I stayed out of the kitchen, and watched desperate housewives.  It’s not that I didn’t want to clean, it’s that I didn’t know where to start. My life went from being the little St. Louis socialite, getting up at 5am (running, University, working) to come to a screeching halt in France.  The world stopped, and instead of being in constant motion, I had to settle.  AHH!!!!  After days of anxiety and many an escapism road trip I began studying websites such as Martha Stewart or House Therapy.

Yesterday, I received a little gem in the mail.  A book I forgot that I ordered off of a blog that poured out tips and tidbits about how to be self-sufficient and create a home.  It’s called ‘The Hip Girl’s Guide to Homemaking’ by Kate Payne.  Ms. Payne you have saved my life…or at least my bedroom closet.  For the first time in 27 years I learned how to properly fold a sheet, and now have oodles of closet space.  I invested in a snake plant, which according to Payne, will survive the dark apartment and little attention, with an added plus of filtering my air.   This book is full of little Grandma tidbits that most of my friends seemed to acquire throughout their lives, Kate Payne maps out in this wonderful homemaking 101 book.  I am beginning to understand the little nick knacks of life and I couldn’t be more grateful.  It is not easy to confess (although easy to spot) that you have no idea what you are doing in a house.   Kate Payne, you saved me from asking advice from my mother in law.  Thank you.  Today I will be reading more about gardening, and perhaps tackle the kitchen.

Relaxtion and some helpful advice from Iyengar

I am in the middle of reading B.K.S. Iyengar’s book “Light on life”, and it seems every sentence is a world of wisdom in and of itself.  I usually grab this book to read while I am taking the bus or when I go to the park, where my mind eventually wanders from one stimulus to another.  sometimes I realize that I haven’t paied attention to one single word for three paragraphs. I feel like Iyengar might have been writing this book for me.  Every now and then there is a sentence that trips up my thinking pattern only to reveal my own weaknesses with concentrating while i skim the content.  So today, while I was dabbling in my book, DSK politics, the guy slouching on the bus in front of me, and what the girls was reading next to me;  I read one of those suddenly profound string of sentences..which happened to address my ego.  He writes

                                                                        “Relaxation in every pose: There should be repose:  The ego is an unrelenting task master.  It dos not know that one must balance activity and passivity in the asana(….) Relaxation means a release on unnecessary muscular tension in your body, which also allows firmness of the innerbody and serenity in the mind.”

As I read these words my body just let go and slumped (probably overly relaxed) in my seat.  I was amazed to feel that almost every muscle in my body was in a state of tension. My shoulders settled down in their natural position, my arms loosened up and hung happily at my sides, my brain stopped thinking about future tasks, jobs, cities.  I was practicing being calm.  The state of just being in the present has always been somewhat of a challengefor me..I think to a lot of people.  My mind tends to go hundreds of miles per hours and in the end I forget to take advantage of the present moment.  I will have to be more conscious about the way I see my moments, to take on every bit of stimuli for what it is and sometimes, just observe, be happy, and grateful because “now is life”

my wordpress haiku

writting in the night

with only moonbeams in sight

I turn off the light…….

A night with a master Sommelier and a French man’s first cheese tasting.

Last night, my love, Philippe did something that he has not done in his entire 37 years of existence.  He ate cheese.  He is sort of a paradox being French and a hater of cheese, never getting past the sometimes malodorous scent being  emitted from a nice camembert or chevre.  surprisingly, he held back his fear and dove in ..to 10 very different and smelly cheese.

We were invited to a wine and cheese tasting hosted by:

Jeanne-Pierre Rous a maître Sommelier de France, who is also president of the Slow food movement in Monaco/ French Riviera Region

Robert Bedos  a Maître fromager (master of cheese..oh la!) Won the ‘cheese master award’ in 2003 (pretty high achievement out here..)and also has a Coq d’or.

Jean-Claude Guillon a retired cook at the hotel Cap Ferrat and president of the International organization of Auguste Escoffier

Philippe had no choice.  At a wine and cheese night hosted by the top cheese guy of 2003, it’s expected to eat the cheese, especially with the support of the Sommelier, there might be no other opportunity quite like this…I can’t remember all of the cheeses we ate..a camebert for sure, an orange cheese, perhaps a munster..and a couple variety of chevre were included.  They were paired nicely with:

Mausuret: Prosseco superiore (Italian wine)

Jas d’Eclan: Blanc 2010 Cru Classé côte de provence

Rossese Di Dolceacqua: Denominazione di orgine Controllata

Chateau de L’aumerade: Cuvée Marie-christine rouge 2009, Côte de Provence

Chateau de Berne cuvée speciale rouge 2005, Côte de provence.

I really enjoyed Chateau de Berne..perhaps a little too much considering my lethargy this morning.

The evening was unforgettable, in a reception center on the top of ville franche looking over Cap ferrat.  Philippe and I did the twist with 70-year-old women and a flamboyant Italian.  After being showed up by quite a few of these ladies, I’ve decided I need salsa dance lessons.

Philippe isn’t to quick to eat another piece of cheese, but this night will go down in history in our couple.

Who can have a crisis in the South of France?

…me.

After seeing people play on their yachts..watching ferarris and porches drive down the street while I look out my apt. window, I think..what am I doing wrong here?  Where is my yacht?  I would like to drink champagne and dance along the pool on the upper deck of my yacht too.  My husband suggested that I join the Russian mafia, but 1.) That is a little extreme and 2.) I am not Russian.

Paul Allen has his nice little yacht on dock space 2.  One of my yoga friends was hired as his yacht runner.  I like to ask her  what exactly does he have you ‘run’ for…wine, pasta, etc.  As if this information would give me the keys to unlock my inner entrepreneurial self.  Maybe if I ate the same soup as Mr. Allen, I would have a yacht.  But no..

Anyway, tonight at the festival, many spectator parties are in the makings on this lovely saturday..too bad it looks like it is going to rain.  Last night actress/director Maïwenn won over a lot of the press with her film Polisse (police spelled like a child) starring her muse: Joey Starr.

Korean, Kim Ki duc resurfaced after a near death accident to his star actress, during his last film, sent him  into deep contemplation about life.  Last night he released a filmography about these last few years finding the meaning of life.

Last night..Philippe and I watched the Polanski film ’Repulsion’ with Catherine Deneuve (in our living room) not bad!

Akira Kurosawa what would I be without you?

Just after high school I dated one of those film hipsters who opened up the world of Cinema to anyone lucky enough to engage in a conversation with him .  He traded in my girly flicks like ’10 things I hate about you’ or another grand classic such as ‘pretty Woman’ for films with substance.  On our first date, we watched A Clockwork Orange by Stanly Kubrick (I had read the Anthony Burgess novel at that time, which gave me some points on his refined cinephile scale) then Scorsese, Coppola, Lucas (of course).  One day he showed me his coveted Akira Kurosawa collection, introducing me to for the first time, this incredible director of Japanese film.  We watched Seven Samurai the original, long version.  Over 200 minutes of beautiful detail, depicting Japanese culture in the 16th century.  At this time Kurosawa was so exotic to me that I felt as if I were in the secret Japanese film club that only he and I knew about.  Little did I know, that this director had already been highly acclaimed throughout the world not only receiving a ‘Palme d’Or’ from Cannes in 1975, but was also granted the Legion d’honneur in 1984, as well as the ‘Oscar d’honneur’ in 1990. A director not to be taken lightly concerning his influence on modern film.

Today, his French translator, Catherine Cadou, will be presenting a film (hors festival) that she created as an autobiography of the time she spent with Kurosawa.  She interviewed 11 filmmakers and asked each one what their reactions were when the first saw a Kurosawa film.  Among the directors interviewed were, Martin Scorsese, Clint Eastwood, and Bernardo Bertolucci.

Kagemusha the film which won Kurosawa’s Plame d’Or, was largely due to George Lucas and producer, Francis Ford Coppola.  Star Wars would may never have come to be without Kurosawa’s film: The hidden Fortress, and Lucas apparently recognized this fact by aiding him to secure a set at Fox studio (Fox had previously denied Kurosawa a set years earlier ).

Although, I am not one of the obliged persons who have been invited to see this wonderful showing, I will pay special tribute to Akira Kurosawa in my own way by paying my respect to my old hipster friend and perhaps watching Kagemusha.

Lady Gaga takes over the Croisette and French Journalist ask Di Nero if there will be a Hollywood movie about Ben Laden (Sheesh!)

Last night there was no doubt about it…Lady Gaga was the star of the croisette, packing more people along this famous walk way than ever before.  She came out in a Cruella Deville inspired costume and performing Judas, giving off her famous energy to all of us who packed around the Canal + stage for hours.

After her performance the journalists from Canal + had a chance to interview this starlet.  When asked about the critics finger-pointing to blasphemy in the song Judas, Gaga responded with her famous retort that the only thing blasphemous about Judas is the fact that she is wearing Yves st. Laurent and Chanel in one frame….touché Gaga.

Canal + had a chance to interview Di Nero, who seemed to be recovering from jet lag…  Di Nero was posed questions such as What do you think about Cannes?  What do you remember about Cannes?  Which Di Nero answered matter of factly in that mafia-esque style face’ Well I just arrived yesterday’;  ’I remember Cannes…everything about Cannes, Cannes in and of itself. ‘  Then the journalist took a  shot at hollywood and Di Nero, asking if there were plans to make a movie about Ben Laden.  (with the implied connotations of  a slightly realistic joke)  Di Nero scrunched up his face, narrowed his eyes and shook his head and replied with something along the lines of he doesn’t  know of any intention to make a movie about Ben Laden.  Oh these Frenchies : ).

Last night the Cannes film festival opened up splendidly, (from what i saw on the television..) Mélanie Laurent was lovely, introducing Di Nero and the judges with an almost humbling grace.  She reflected on her first festival when she was just a speck in the festival room, to being the host.  Uma Thurman dancing to Jamie Cullum singing New York, Bertolucci received his palme d’or wearing some nice red pumas : ).  Woody Allen trying not to fall asleep in his seat…….

This morning the Cannes headlines were spilling the info on Midnight in Paris with an incredible cast including Owen Wilson, Carla Bruni -Sarkozy, Rachel McAdams, Michael Sheen, Adrian Broody among others.  Allen was happy to find his ‘exact opposite’ with Owen Wilson, and apparently the press finds Wilson a perfect ‘Woody replacement character’.  This movie received much better reviews compared to ‘You will meet a Tall Dark Stranger’ Woody Allen’s last film.  I’m looking froward to seeing this on Friday!

Today’s Cannes adventure includes:

Films in The Competition:

We need to Talk about Kevin by Lynne Ramsay and Sleeping Beauty by Julia Leigh

‘Un Certain Regard’: A special look:

Restless by Gus Van Sant and Trabalhar by Juliana Rojas and Marco Dutras

The Film on The Beach (my favorite free film festival indulgence)

Cent Mille dollars au soliel by Henri Verneuil

Cannes Classique:

Il Conformista by Bernardo Bertolucci (who will also be attending the showing)

Puzzle of a DownFall Child by Jerry Schatzburg (Fayne Dunaway will be in attendance)

15 Other Directors:

La Fée (the fairy) by Dominique Abel, Fiona Gordon, and Bruno Romy

Offside be Jafar Panahi followed by a debate about directing under a dictatorship.

The Critic’s International week:

The Slut by Hagar Ben Asher

La Guerre est declarée (the war has been declared) by Valerie Donzelli.

We have a lot of films to watch!  I would love to hear any opinions about the films being presented today or in the future…Cinephiles, what do you think hope and foresee for this festival?

cinephiles, I have the scoop on Cannes

Tonight Cannes film festival opens with the lovely Mélanie Lauren who will open the ceremony, introducing the host..Robert de Niro..

Tonight, all of France will be waiting to hear the critics discuss the night’s opening film by Woody Allen, ‘Midnight in Paris’ with France’s first lady Carla Bruni next to Owen Wilson.  The only satisfaction that I get out of the fact that Carla Bruni has it all ( a top modeling career, married to the pres. and now in a woody allen movie) is that she didn’t escape the sever directing style of Woody Allen.

Here is the official line up for this week:

TONIGHT 11 Mai ‘Midnight in Paris’ woody Allen

Thursday 12 Mai ‘We need to talk about Kevin’  by lynne Ramsay; Sleeping Beauty by Julia Leigh

Friday 13 Mai ‘Habemus Papam’ Nanni Moretti; Polisse De Maîwenn.

Saturday 14 May: Hearat Shulayim by Joseph Cedar; Michael by Markus Schleinzer.

pranayama

prana: Life force

ayama: to draw out

Since I moved to Antibes, one of the greatest gifts I received is a really open and informative yoga teacher.  I did a lot of slow hatha yoga in st. louis, where, normally I would just get together with friends and spill out all over my mat in any direction.  Left side pulling on the right side, back coming forward..whatever manouever my body felt like going in was ok with me.  Granted, I still appreciate this art work of motion, back then I didn’t really grasp the whole idea of the stretch..

When I first moved to  Antibes, my mind was bombarded with an over flow of information.  New language, new environment, new culture and the most dramatic change of all, moving in with my fiancé.  It took a looooonnnngggg time for me to find my footing, don’t get me wrong, life is still a balancing act, but at least I can go to the post office without a dictionary.  Here i was, a college grad, living in the south of france, with no job and without the proper visa to find a job.  I left all of my friends and family ( there are over 40 people in my extended family and we would all get together once a month to celebrate birthdays.) to a place where I knew no one.  To make a long story short, the first year was a very, very humbling moment where I had to figure out which aspects about myself were culture derived, and which were uniquely mine.  I was suspicious even about my education and my philosophies in life.  Like they say we are creatures of habit, and I was trying desperately to paint my habits onto this new palette.  This did not work.

During this time, I felt like a veil fell over my eyes.  I didn’t know how to rebuild myself from scratch, especially when my confidence was at its peak right before i left. ( My ego, got the better of me : Diploma, leaving the nest, etc…..)After stumbling around in the dark and feeling for some kind of familiarity..I found a yoga studio by my apt.  Thank god, I can flow all over a mat and feel stretched..at the time I especially enjoyed dead man’ pose and child’s pose.  well not quite.  This yogini taught me about the art of prana and giving ‘dignity to the pose’.  Slowly but surely I found the areas of my body that were misaligned, similarly the same poses that caused me to really silence my mind  ( My nickname is Pisa) and turn inwards.  I really did not want to face myself.  Where were my friends, family, even my dog that I could once lean on for support.  They were all an 18 hour trip away…there was no escaping this inward journey..

It was difficult, but thankfully a language class, a french cooking class, a new visa, and a yoga flow class, I am understanding this little balancing act of life.  one little breath at a time

I am writing this tonight to stay in the game

staying true to the blog a thon..I am writing this post despite being absolutely exhausted.   Which I should probably edit  tomorrow…

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