FSTN in action // 29.11.13 // Recyclart (Brussels)
For his second movie, Stefan Liberski set his camera in Liège and tells us the story of a young and talented girl. A way to highlight the promising actress Ambre Grouwels on a background of rock music.
Your father would have been proud of you, he used to say ” Balloon women, they fly ! “
Drash mag #3 is here !
Belgium is not dead !
For as long as I remember, I’ve lived with all the important stuff I own packed in a suitcase. This is just how it has always be. Yet, I’m being more and more sedentary these days and my belongings tend to find a more permanent place on a shelf, on my desk or in my wardrobe… It feels a bit odd. So, I was really happy retrieving my suitcase (oh well, some kind of bag with wheels) for a bit. I’m back in London again.
I’ve been there before and even if I knew at the very first time that it was like a place where I’m meant to be, this time was more revealing. More bright, more eloquent, more decisive. It is here. And it was nice.
It must be something in my DNA, capturing those moment of merriment is something we have always done from a generation to another. So it seemed obvious to bring my camera with me. The picture doesn’t need to be perfect, no one has to look gorgeous on it because as long as we all are happy, it’s just right.
Every single moment of joy should be Cherished. Like spending more than an hour in a giant Tesco and get Krispy Creams, being rapt with wonder in front of a weird shaped stone or a jar of moles, having dinner together and laugh so hard, walking in the streets and enjoying every step, doing stupid things (yes Adam, I’m referring to the onion rings), being together and then reveling the music (and enjoying it so loud that we will soon all be deaf).
You might have stomach pain, your feet and ears might also hurt, you might get cold because you get soaked by the rain, but it will all feels right.
It is my firm belief that friendship is not about the amount of days you spend with people or the quantity of words you say to each other (even if for once it is said in a proper English). It’s about the quality, the sharing.
Some may say that you’re waisting your life if you’re not traveling but they forget the most important thing, the people you meet on the road, the ones who share your journey. A travel is not worth it if you don’t fully appreciate the time you spend with them.
Now it’s all grey and quiet here. I feel blue but at least I know that across the sea, I have a home away from home. I couldn’t be more thankful. Thanks for the moments spent together and all those nice cups of tea. Let’s not this be a sad looking back already, it’s only a step in moving forward. We will meet again soon.