Ahah, week-end time. Time to get some inspiration from the week!

• First, I saw this wonderful illustrator called Milk or Iogyu, I’m not really sure. I love her work… Check it out.
• Second, and a completly different subject , military development of an amnesia beam. I sometimes wish that sci-fi wasn’t so true.  
• And because the world is not so dark, 400 hundred love letters. Just to remember to tell those who matter that you love them. That’s always great to hear.
• As seen on SwissMiss (Did I tell you how much this blog rocks?), a flick’r pool of vintage movie title endings. 
• Inspire me now! How can one live without this blog? Each post is a pure concentrate of bright idea.

I know this post is quite weird. Nothing seems to fit in there, but that’s probably because the week was quite unpredictable too.
I need some rest, and then, I promess, I’ll make one of those great post that makes a blog famous. For now, I enjoy being another Jane Doe in the blogsphere. Ahah!
Enjoy your free-time, have fun and a good halloween party!

And remember what David Bowie said in Labyrinth, “So, the Labyrinth is a piece of cake, is it? Well, let’s see how you deal with this little slice…”  
(I swear I didn’t do any drugs. I’m just over-tired. Sorry!!)  

Zélia

Or how manga can change your life.

I was really disappointed when I discovered that most of the work of Jirô Taniguchi was not translated in english: it’s a great loss for non-japanese readers (We, french people, are lucky enough to have a good part of his latest novels in our local bookstores). I’ve decided to make an article anyway, for those of you who are lucky enough to find one of his book nearby.

Jirô Taniguchi writes Seinen Mangas, that is to say, adults mangas — without the erotic part, I’m sorry about that.
And he writes mostly about everyday life. Not as in boring everyday life, mind you. His stories describe precisely what makes each instant memorable, each little thing in life that you forget to look at on your daily routine.
In “Haruka Na Machi He”,  traduced  as “Quartier lointain“, in french, he tells the story of a 48 years old salary man, who suddenly fells back to 14 years old. What may seems like a quite unoriginal plot, takes a brilliant turn, when the young boy is confronted to the mixed feelings of his adult mind and his freshly regained youth. He suddenly feels aware of every little details, his happy childhood, the pleasure to learn, the innocence of the very first love… All of this darkened by the soon to come disappearance of his father. His struggle to make him stay home reflects his own life, with his wife and daughters. Why do I love this book? Not for the graphics, that look quite a bit like those of Monster (by Urasawa): great but not incredible.

I just love how you feel that all of this is real — just like in the ten books I couldn’t live without. I didn’t read “Aruku Hito“, The walking man, that describes the walk of a man and his dog, but I’m pretty sure that the feeling is the same. You just get stuck in the character’s skin. You can feel everything as if real. And that is amazing. (Yeah, weird also.)

But to be honest, this is like a good japanese non-action movie: it’s slow, poetic, and a bit long to read. If you love action, I suggest you to read a good old shônen manga. This is for dreamers only.

Are they organic or what? X) Ahah, thank you Swissmiss.

Designer’s items are like a big private joke to the world.

Everybody is talking about the latest Rubitone (Pantone Rubik’s cube). But what about a nice Panton Mug? Much more useful, since you drink at least a dozen coffee per day.

All of this feels like we’re some kind of secret army, waiting in the dark to tell un-understandable jokes such as “Go to Hell, vetica!” or “Ah! You’re badly kerned this morning”. If by chance, you’re also part geek, biker, cheerleader, or any other human group (yeah, shit happens.) you’re probably surrounded by those subtles yet incredibly oppressive private jokes. It makes us feel special, huh.