The time when days were transitioning into each other, with no beginning nor end, each day just another version if its predecessor, are long gone. Luckily so. The work hasn’t changed, and perhaps not the priorities either….but gradually the clouds scattered and rays of light emerged. One day you are sure you will capture these events and give them words and sentences. Not so much to have a record of what has been, but to close some doors….and open others. Yes that’s where you are….or so it feels instinctively. In two years a lot has changed…and continues to do so. Because life is in constant flux. And even this perpetual motion of change lends comfort…
For lovers of Italian food and wine, I had a pleasant surprise after a dinner seeing off a hectic day. A superb chicken dish in tomato sauce was accompanied by Biscardo Valpolicella Ripasso. “Their medium body and complex flavor profile make these wines a great pairing with a wide range of foods such as grilled meats, hearty pasta and strong cheeses.”
I’m just wrapping up after a hectic day for Coalition for Defense – a European NGO safeguarding the principles of safety, prosperity and freedom within the borders of Europe. Lately has seen a lot of activities, with a new website, show reel and other marcom and funding related activities. Have a peak on our new website and and read our whitepaper on Defence and Rebuilding the Armed forces in Europe. Any donations to our Non-Profit Organisation would be most welcome too!
It’s somewhere in the early evening and you have finished whatever you were suppose to. Not knowing exactly what to do next, and only having yourself as company, you search for a film fitting your melancholy. Tom Ford’s latest piece Nocturnal Animals promises both that and much needed distraction. You find it on the streaming service of youtube and punch in you CC details for a 48h rental.
Your choice doesn’t disappoint. Within the first half an hour the story of murder, revenge and rejection is filling you with visual sensations – each scene a still life in its own right. As the ending draws to a close and your namesake is finding herself alone in an upmarket restaurant, wishing for yet another drink to obliterate the pain – the familiar chords of Abel Korzeniowski fills the room. You look it up and quickly add it to your classical playlist.
An hour later you are still mesmerized by the pensive sadness that now permeate every atom of your being. It will be an early evening no doubt, one falling asleep to piano, violins, and voluptuous women dancing in red and white circus hats.
So there you are. Caught up in your own game, putting on a random playlist whilst crunching out last yet endless emails. #3 Aphex Twin (or is it called Rhubarb?). The first chords make you listen a little more intent.
Lt. Vincent Hanna: You know, we’re sitting here, you and I like a couple of regular fellas. You do what you do, and I do what I gotta do. And now that we’ve been face to face, if I’m there and I gotta put you away, I won’t like it. But I’ll tell ya, if it’s between you and some poor bastard whose wife you gonna turn into a widow. Brother, you are going down.
(McCauley stares for a second).
McCauley: There’s a flip side to that coin. What if you do got me boxed in and I gotta put you down? Cause no matter what, you will not get in my way. We’ve been face to face, yeah, but I will not hesitate, not for a second.
Hanna: Maybe that’s the way it’ll be. Or…who knows…
McCauley: Or maybe we’ll never see each other again.
Lights are mapping out the city. Two strangers, that in different walks of life would have made it. But one will walk out…in 30 seconds flat if he spots the Heat around the corner.
McCauley: You live in this neighborhood?
Eady: No, I live above Sunset Plaza, it’s a little house I rent. It’s a little rundown but has a beautiful, beautiful view. What about you?
McCauley: I live in Venice Boulevard. Where’s your family originally from?
Eady: We’re Scots Irish, they immigrated to America in the late seventeen hundreds. Where are you originally from?
McCauley: Bay area.
Eady: Are your folks there?
McCauley: My mother died a long time ago I don’t know where my father is. I have a brother somewhere but sounds like you have a tight family I can tell. (pause) In L.A. the city of lights, in Fuji they have these iridescent algae that come out once a year in the water, it looks like L.A. at night.
Eady: You’ve been there?
McCauley: No, I’m going there some day.
Yeah let’s find that hill (or balcony who knows), whilst the sun sets and the city comes to life. Two souls for the briefest of moments. Yesterday is a memory. Tomorrow is unknown.
With the heatwave sweeping the low counties (and Europe for that matter), my mind can’t help drifting towards the upcoming summer holidays in July. Anything else than Malta would be scandalous, so this time we are once more heading for this Mediterranean pearl. A pic taken from a sailing trip last year, brings back fond memories.
It’s the last day on this long weekend trip, so we’re going to make the most of it. Like yesterday, with dinner at fish restaurant Perard. As the sun was setting, painting the beach in red and purple, we decided to stay for a last hour of beach fun before strolling back. On that note, time to get ready for sun, sea and sand 🙂
It’s a fantastic mini holiday spending a few days at Le Touquet-Paris-Plage. The weather is soaring hovering around 30 degrees, the beaches are endless and so are the many small streets brimming with evening dwellers in search for local eateries. The many seafood restaurants is a feast for a part-time pescotarian like myself.
In my ways Le Touquet has the feel of a northern Juan-les-Pins, short of the palm trees and the turquoise Mediterranean sea perhaps. These are of course touches that is much appreciated with summer connoisseurs, but being only a 4 hour drive away from the Netherlands, one can’t complain :).