Cleverland. The other side of the Alps. 

When I told to my Russian friends, am going to Grenoble, they dropped "aaahh, the clever land!" And, yes, it is so, thanks to famous Grenoble University and the French analogue of Silicon Valley. It is very French and non-French at the same time. It is squeezed in the mountains and therefore has this "island feeling" - somewhere far and above the rest of the world... And people here are bit a melancholic blend of scientists and pirates at the same time)

 On the way to Cleverland, squeezed inside the mountains.

Grenoble is famous that any (!) city street ends up with the mountain.

Stripes are "so french" ))

Theatre. The most surrealistic (and cute) allocation of the sign. 

Coffeeshop (selling coffee, eventually)

Grenoble area is famous for walnuts

Students quarters are full of bars and not students only

Saturday night unfever

SpaceJunk art centre in Grenoble, exposing early graffiti artworks

more to follow...

little fetishes again: tattoos vs. magnets

Got new little fetish (gift from a friend who thinks that I rrrrooock;-))) 

 - a bracelet with skull and rose. 

It reminds me of sailors old school tattoos. 

By the way, European sailors in 1700s started bringing tattoos (as "souvenirs") from their first discoveries in Polynesia, i.e. James Cook got tattooed when he arrived to Tahiti. 

this is by ed hardy, but OK:

 this is nice))):

By the way Polynesian tattoos are really amazing. Design and shapes are not "primitive" at all, look very contemporary... 

Bringing tattoos from trips is more cool than bringing the magnets) But definitely I have more space for magnets...)

"Her name was the ..."

My srping wasn't romantic this year. I worked as a dog. Travelled as mad.
So, I decided that at least I'd smell like a flower. I got a fragrance that is very unusual for me.
Rose. Only rose. Pure - Natural - Mono - Royal - Garden - Rose.
Just like in the garden of grandpa when I still was a little flower)...

Subliminal messages

I had a dream that I opened a little boutique of lingerie. Vintage style: think «Les Liaisons dangereuses», think Vivienne Westwood. I had three girls working there - pure dolls, like from an old book. 

I, myself, was wearing horse-riding tight pants and horse-riding high boots and lace top. And I had to deal with the visitors - IT guys who went to install wi-fi, policemen who came to check up what's going on.... But no customers)))) And each of these people was astonished when they got in the boutique and saw this magic box inside. With my three dolls).

The window shop was very dark and old and not transparent, decorated with trashy velvet... and nobody could guess what treasures were inside. And I was saying all the time "we don't have the name, girls. we have to invent the right name. We need the right name, just like we are...."

And by the end of the dream I woke up with the name "Dangerous Creatures" - referring both to lingerie and the women, I guess))) so silly dream, but very vivid.

P.S. Nevermind, the most interesting thing is another - these days I had to invent some ad concepts (in reality) and I was hopeless for few days... But as soon as I woke up - I was already armed with some idea for advertising. And it was approved))).

Fantastic P J Harvey as an illustration of a dangerous creature)))

He is with me, finally

That's my Buddha from Thailand. This is a tiny statuette made from entire piece of rock crystal. I just love this serene and tender photo made by my friends Raketa&Kot who found it for me in Thailand:

After some thousands of km at my home:

BTW, the rose in the backdround - it's, in fact, Depeche Mode best videos dvd, so it looks like my sacre altar, indeed :-)))) 

And this is "pocket" Buddha, so he can travel with me easily

http://mariciok.blogspot.com/2012/01/fetishing-hes-mine-i-am-his.html

BACK TO ROOTS. The 1st house single.

That's really curious. I've found out what is supposed to be THE VERY 1st HOUSE TRACK in the music history. Unbeliavable. Do you know the very first rock song? Jazz or blues composition? Other?

House music knows its genealogy with a presicion to a single)

So, here it is:

Name: On&On

Date: January 1984

Place: Chicago (Shiiikago as they pronounce it)

DJ: Jesse Saunders

It's kinda of fractured, unpolished and totally undanceable (at least for me being sober). Well, in any case - it's the real biological father of all the house music!)))

p.s. another curiosity (for those who didn't know it): house music derives its name from the Chicago's club Warehouse, so that's why

last sunday dose of love

Last Sunday I saw Nicolas Jaar (see previous post) live set in Milano


And the gig was just great... An hour of complete trance and whole week after was saved, being nourished with that emotional dose. 
Jaar is composing, playing piano, some tracks have also his vocal


This (video from youtube) is a little piece from Milano.


So mooody, liquid stuff. What to say? In love.