Bombus was playing yesterday evening in ABRead More
Since a few month I was creatively frustrated. I needed to create more. More often but also create something bigger.
A project was continually hitting my mind. It was a short movie story that I developed over the years. This project started to be personal. Very personal. The kind of project that happen once in a life time. So I wanted to make it greater. I realized to make it right I could not do it on my own. I needed a crew, money for the production and a lot of available time.
I didn’t had anything of those three ressources. I was turning in circles like the lion in his cage. I needed to escape. So when I’m facing this kind of situation I know that I can solve it only if I take an other point of view. It is my only way out.
So... I decided to write a book! Go big or go home. Writing a story in the format of a romance / novel is on my “to do one day in my life” checklist. I could write the story of my short movie as a book first, going forward and why not making a short movie out of it later. But at least this story will goes out of my mind.
I’m writing it on my phone mostly during transition to my work in the metro.
I have shared the two first chapters on Wattpad. If you want to read them and give me some feedback I would really appreciate (It’s in French, English translation will come when I will have became a famous novelist).
Thank you for reading. I encourage you to find new points of view when you will be stuck into a situation. You can’t imagine how better do I feel now. I need to go writing my next chapter but I can’t wait to read your comments ;-)
Talent is a myth. Talent is an excuse. Talent is a curse.
To my opinion, reaching success is like getting a six on a dice. A very few people will throw one dice once and succeed. When most of the people will throw a few dices and fail. Then quit, believing they do not have any talent.
What a fate. Talent is a lie.
Most of the successful people throw as many dice as they can, until they finally succeed.
Their experience, awareness and revenues give them now the opportunity to throw more dice per play.
In comparison unsuccessfull people have the feeling to have no talent.
But I have to admit that it is true: we are not born equal. Some people have the chance to throw 3 dices on the very first time when people will need to throw 3 times a dice to get as many chance.
Success ask work, perseverance and a pinch of luck.
Luckily, I don’t have any talent. Instead I’m curious, patient and obstinate.
We should have no resilience for failure. Going back to our feet and throw the dice one more time.
And over again.
This is what I’m repeating to myself when I don’t reach the goals I have settle to myself.
Maybe I should sometimes be satisfied with a 4 or a 5. But for now, I can’t.
And you, what do you do to motivate yourself when you did not succeed? Let’s start a conversation in the comments below ;-).
Nope I didn’t woke up once with the idea of becoming a photographer. Nope I never thought it would be my way of life. I never followed a photography class. Coming to photography was a long and complex process far away from an hangover revelation.
I have to confess something. I’m a geek... Back to 2007, my geekiness was at his apogee. Imagine dude I was a miniatures painter!
At that time sending pictures of your miniatures on the Internet was the best way to share your passion with real people. There was a big website called “CoolMiniOrNot” where people could rate your work. For me getting a 8 note on coolmini was more important than getting laid. So quickly I needed to improve my painting skills but also... my photography skills! That’s how I heard for the first time about aperture, shutter speed and ISO.
A few years later, I graduate from master in Digital Marketing. Starting to work and living in my parents house, made me feel like living like a king. Every month I was spending a serious part of my salary in the electronics goods store nearby.
The month before getting my own appartement I decided to spend one last bunch of money there. So I went to the last department that I did not visited yet: cameras! So I went out of the store with a brand new Canon 450D.
This is how I started photography!
I was like a fish in water. There was so many common points with painting: light, color, composition, storytelling,... but instead of spending 20 hours on a subject I could get something finished within 2 hours.
I also have to admit that photographer sounds more sexy than miniatures painter ;-).
I never heard about that band before the show. Sorry guys... Anyway I liked it! But one questions. Are they 100 on stage or what?
Being in the photopit during Kadavar was one of my highest expectations for this Graspop 2018. I enjoyed every second of it. I was the only photographer to sing along with the band. Luckily I didn't forget to take some pictures ;-).
Ladies and gentlemen, it's now time to present you the one and only: GHOST. They are stronger than ever on stage. They also have more nameless ghouls than ever... According to me this band can become as big as a Metallica. Future will tell us. Nevermind I was not really into that band and now I'm non stop listening to "Prequel".
Shining was an experience of his own kind. This show was one of the most difficult to shoot as it contained all the things a camera dislike: red light, lot of smoke, backlight stroboscopes, ...
I'm glad that the show was only hurting the photographs, not the photographer. I read reports from previous shows where Justine Timberlake look alike was way more violent with the audience.
I kicked off my festival as photographer with Black Stone Cherry. As those guys are full of (monster) energy it's was the best way to get into a good mood to start out an heavy (metal) week-end.
I didn't knew that Carnivore was back! Seriously how could they play without Peter Steele? Oh boy they did and they succeed. Baron Misuraca did a terrific job here. This show was one of my best moments at Graspop 2018 and I'm happy to share some of the pictures I took of this gig.
Every year Graspop is THE metal gathering I could not miss. I will publish a few pictures here on my blog. Today it's the turn of the band "TYR".
Hommage à mon grand-père "Louis".
Papylou avait toujours une histoire à raconter. Et quand il n’y avait rien de neuf, il racontait pour la 200eme fois une vieille histoire. Nous, pour lui faire plaisir, on l’écoutait comme si c’était la première fois que l’on l’entendait.
Quoi de plus normal pour moi aujourd'hui, pour lui rendre hommage que de vous raconter une histoire.
A 17 ans, je suis parti travailler comme étudiant à Birmingham en Angleterre. Une après midi, on m’appelle « Quentin, un homme est venu te chercher, il veut te voir, tu le connais ? ». Évidemment que non, j’étais au milieu d’une ville peuplée d’inconnus... c’était le fils de John, un soldat qui avait été hébergé par la famille de papylou pendant la deuxième guerre mondiale. Il m’expliquait que son père tenait à m’accueillir chez lui pour me rencontrer.
Quelques jours plus tard, je me retrouvais dans une minuscule maison ouvrière face à une armée de petits sandwiches typiquement anglais, une tasse de thé et un vieux monsieur avec un accent à couper au couteau. Je me demandais un peu ce que je faisais là au milieu de cet environnement complètement inconnu.
Et puis soudain, John me tendit des photos. Cette fois, de quelqu’un que je connaissais bien. Il voulait me partager ses souvenirs avec le « Little Louis ».
Ce moment surprenant et surréaliste m’a bien appris une chose. On peut rester simple, modeste et discret comme pouvait l’être Papylou mais tout de même marquer profondément les gens qui nous entourent.
« Il n’y a pas ça à Bruxelles », aimait il me rappeler. Aujourd’hui j’ai compris que ce qu’il voulait me dire, c’est que peu importe où l’on vit et ce que l’on possède, le bonheur réside dans les choses simples.
Et cela, je ne l'oublierai jamais.
I guess all creatives know that mental struggling. This psychic roller-coaster where one day you believe you have something unique and the other day you can not compare yourself to something else than a piece of shit.Read More
This picture of the belgian stoner band "Sourblast" was made to illustrate their coming album "Broken Horse". I sadly heard they split before the horse was out. It seems to be definitively broken... Anyway, here is the picture. I'm happy with that one. Good luck boys with any futur projects. Thanks for your trust guys and thanks for the ride.
We have been kicked out of the station earlier than expected. But I love this picture and what it brings.Read More