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Archive for the 'France' Category
36: Suffering for Art
Posted by Jonti Bloom on July 13, 2007
Posted in Dawn, France, Ian, Jones, Joneses, Jonti, Jonty Bloom, Montmartre, Paris, Video, artists, brother, brothers, caricature, cochons, dad, faculties, french, recover, shocked, sister, sisters, suffering | 3 Comments »
Half Cows
Posted by Dawn Jones on July 13, 2007
You can keep your half cows and soiled sheets, I like the classics. Either sunflowers or black and white men with babies.
Love & Light,
Dawn x
Posted in Dawn, France, Jones, Joneses, Montmartre, Paris, artists, black and white, brother, brothers, classics, french, half cows, men with babies, sister, sisters, soiled sheets, sunflowers | No Comments »
Omelettes and Artists
Posted by Ian Jones on July 13, 2007
I had an omelette within 50 yards of this church.
Montmartre is a big hill covered with drunk artists. While they paint or
draw or dab, everyone just comes up behind them and has a look. That sort
of thing can be very offputting which is why I do my dabbing in my room.
No wonder they all drink.
Posted in Dawn, France, Ian, Jones, Joneses, Montmartre, Paris, brother, brothers, church, dab, draw, drunk artist, french, hill, omelette, paint, sister, sisters | No Comments »
Mime’s the word
Posted by Dawn Jones on July 12, 2007
Look at this mime bringing joy to the passers by. I wish I could’ve.
Love & Light,
Dawn x
Posted in Dawn, France, Ian, Jones, Joneses, Paris, french, joy, mime, passers by | No Comments »
Practical
Posted by Ian Jones on July 12, 2007
Because of recent shoe problems I’ve got used to being mainly barefoot.
However, as well as cafes, artists, etc, the streets of Paris are strewn with yellow dog muck, so Dawn lent me some wicker flip flops she’d gone off, proving they’re quite practical and that one size fits all.
Posted in Dawn, France, Ian, Jones, Joneses, Paris, artists, cafes, dog muck, flip flops, french, practical, shoes, streets, wicker, yellow | No Comments »
34: Circle Time
Posted by Jonti Bloom on July 11, 2007
Circle time indeed! This documentary is fast becoming Dawn Joneses’ jamboree of hippy pap. Jonti Bloom has a big foot and he’s putting it down.
Posted in Circle Time, Dawn, France, Ian, Jones, Joneses, Jonti, Jonty Bloom, Paris, Video, counselor, documentary, fantasist, french, optimist, pessimist, realist | 2 Comments »
My Back
Posted by Ian Jones on July 10, 2007
I have to stretch my back most mornings as I came off a donkey when I was 8.
If I don’t stretch my back then there’s trouble. So I always stretch my back.
Posted in Dawn, France, Ian, Jones, Joneses, My Back, Reims, brother, brothers, documentary, donkey, french, mornings, sister, sisters, stretch, stretch my back, trouble | No Comments »
32: I am Jean Jamboneau
Posted by Jonti Bloom on July 9, 2007
Let it be known that Jonti Bloom takes no responsibility for what is increasingly looking like a ‘trespassing’ situation.
Posted in 0032_film, Dawn, France, Ian, Jones, Joneses, Jonti, Jonty Bloom, Reims, Video, documentary, french, jamboneau, jean, responsability, shoes, sister, sisters, situation, trespassing | No Comments »
Huge Hands
Posted by Dawn Jones on July 9, 2007
I feel as though my heart’s been ripped out. Through my mouth. By a man with a sandpaper glove. And fat fists.
Love & Light
Dawn x
Posted in Dawn, France, Ian, Reims, brother, brothers, fat fists, french, heart, lie, mouth, ripped out, sandpaper glove, sign | No Comments »
Loss
Posted by Ian Jones on July 9, 2007
I can usually predict when fear will turn to pain, hope to resignation, queasy to proper sick, etc. But joy to alarm to shame to loss in the space of an hour is like riding a derelict rollercoaster through a series of dung-smelling graves.
I don’t understand.
Posted in Dawn, Family, France, Ian, Reims, alarm, brother, brothers, french, hope, jamboneau, jean, loss, pain, resignation, rollercoaster, shoes, sister, sisters, the real Jean | No Comments »
Busy Busy
Posted by Dawn Jones on July 8, 2007
Hiya,
I’d love to chat but I’m rushed off my pins. Those lads! The second I’ve finished tidying they’re up to their merry mischief and the place is a bombsite again.
Still, it’s clean enough to be healthy, messy enough to be homely and, most importantly, the rafters ring with laughter(s). Got to go,I’ve got a pie in.
Love & Light
Dawn x
Posted in Bruise, Dawn, Family, France, Homely, Ian, Jones, Joneses, Reims, Rushed, bombsite, brother, brothers, documentary, foreign accent, french accent, jamboneau, jean, lads, laughters, pie | No Comments »
The Good Life
Posted by Ian Jones on July 8, 2007
I have a bruise on my sternum the size of a flask. It’s brilliant.
Posted in Bruise, Dawn, Family, France, Ian, Jones, Joneses, Reims, beautician, brother, brothers, documentary, french accent, jamboneau, jean, sister, sisters, sternum, wrestling | No Comments »
30: Bruzzer from Anuzzer Muzzer
Posted by Jonti Bloom on July 7, 2007
It was like a scene from the 1969 film, Women in Love. Needless to say, I kept the camera running.
Posted in 0030_film, Bloom, Dawn, Family, France, Ian, Jones, Joneses, Jonti, Jonty Bloom, Sperm donor, Video, axe, brother, brothers, documentary, europe, father, fishing, french accent, jamboneau, jean, sister, sisters | No Comments »
Twin Towns
Posted by Dawn Jones on July 5, 2007
Lose one sense and the others become sharper to compensate. Being born without wealth privilege I have finally developed wits
Love & Light
Dawn x
Posted in Coventry, Dawn, France, Jones, Joneses, lingerir, market, naughty, nylon, school, thought, trump, wicker basket | No Comments »
