Back to India... writing before... surfing... sharing before isolating in 3rd phasePhD

Arriving with Sri Lankan airline made a big difference... beautiful smiles, kind people nice Sri Lankan crowd, disciplined and polite...and ... arriving in Chennai, the other side, closer to Uni...

Then a few days in Ettimadai, ASB instead of taking my board to Auroville and the buddies...
Really hard though to get back to the discipline of writing, reading everyday, coping with the academic requirements... as well as students, boy hostels partying... not easy to sleep! to concentrate!

Hard as well to watch a last time the traces in the sand...
let the waves erase the past and look forward at this unknown, unsure, insecure future... but the only...

future!


 Yet sure about it... about wanting it...

  like this YES I DO...

 of Shilpy and Marcus at the temple and renewed at the church!

Beautiful colors, sounds of this Taliwood wedding, my first!

A few days in an artist center in the middle of Chennai by the beach...


a tour by the artist themselves...
and Sajeetha heading the new trend...
what a blessing to see art from inside like this, after her daughter's wedding.


Original pieces of a creativity build by visionary artists and activists, business people moved by passion... dreams

How funny is that scooter... almost alive and running in that little park!

And off course some nice times at Delphin beach (yet always with some waste to think about... like this plastic bottle in the background!) and in Amritapuri for a Christmas surrounded by coconut trees...where...

Santa Claus is not to be seen but where Jesus is much thought of, prayed for, remembered and worshiped as the greatest prophet of unconditional love, compassion and forgiveness!

Paris all glittering, preparing Xmas... me ... running...preparing 3rd PhD phase in India

This is a time I truly love in Paris, the month of december when all the lights of Xmas are out in the major avenues, making it one of the most romantic cities I have seen.

Not the shining, blinding lights of Time Square or Oxford Circus... and their ostentatious fixtures...

but soft garlands, cascades of gold in front of famous jewelers... les Grands Magasins des Grands Boulevards...

And the most beautiful lights of all: reflects in the kids' eyes, marveled, puzzled every time like if it was their first Xmas (or do they pretend it is so we soften up at the time to make the orders for the Pine Tree...?)

children ever more enchanted by the ingenuity mechanisms giants toys ...like if it was their first Xmas (or do they pretend it is so we soften up at the time to place orders for the Pine Tree...?)

And the incomparable soft light of winter, its muted colors, as diluted.

Crossing from Les Tuileries to Le Musee du Quai D'Orsay, one of my favorite views.

This time it was to meet Masculin/Masculin... another chance to raise my senses, build knowledge from visual and intuition experiences...

from souvenirs de Paris, deep inside like this concert we sang in this very hall of Musee D'Orsay some 15 years ago with the basq Choir Anaiki, I was singing with at the time, to the feeling of rediscovering Paris...

And from the "Origin of the world" viewed by Gustave Courbet like all of us experienced it, I guess... and forgot...? to a review of male nudity, in art, over the centuries, from the 18th to today... really today! through magnifying shades... myths to almost the jokes of what looks like gay calendar pages!

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