Thursday, September 21, 2017

Just take my hand ...

Just take my hand, lead, dance with me...and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the white waves rolling free...where the earth beneath my feet and stars make my heart whole long and priceless moments of shared solitude...

Oksana Rus


Anonymous said...

I have been to and back from Vilnius, Lithuania in the last month. Mixed weather, a little bit cold at times. I like the old cobbled streets where the ghettos used to be. There is a wonderful French cafe there, Poniu Laime, at Stiklių g. 14, Vilnius 01131, Lithuania:,25.2859603,3a,75y,263.05h,80.22t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1sgHvNgxhsktkNHmxItJft7A!2e0!7i13312!8i6656

They have a large selection of delicious cakes and pastries:

I sat at the middle table here and looked out to the narrow street outside:

It was a bit surreal... Like when Veronique looks outside the window of Restaurant Alize at the Gare St Lazare whilst awaiting Alexandre to return.

The characters you see there outside, on the street, inside the restaurant, well, I could make a movie of just them! Amazing!

Take care, Dianne. Un de ces jours, C.B.

dianne said...

Hello dear C.B.,
It's been a long day I'm finally in bed and can relax! It was a lovely surprise to find your message this morning. So you were in Vilnius? You must like this city or you have connections there as you have been there before! A holiday?
I thought you were in China as that was the time closest to your message on Feedjit. I have someone from Southend on Sea, who visits almost every day but they don't leave any comments. I hope they're not stealing
my poems as I don't want to close my blog. Someone did before and used one of my better poems for the words to a YouTube music video. She did give me some credit in a very inconspicuous place but I told her it would have been polite had she asked first. I would have said yes, if asked.
Thank you for the links to Poniu Laime, it looks very nice with the tables outside beneath that large umbrella in the narrow cobbled street. I liked the little topiary plants in the pots. It was lovely inside, you sat at the middle table looking out. I don't go to restaurants or cafes any more, I don't like sitting there alone, I feel conspicuous. I usually get a coffee to go, either a flat white or latte and sit in the park, sometimes a cappuccino. You mentioned sitting at the table was surreal, like Veronique waiting for Alexandre in the Restaurant Alize. You know I only vaguely remember that particular scene now, I must watch the film once more. All of those lovely cakes and pastries! Which one to choose? A French pastry perhaps, the piped pastry with the icing on top. Maybe not, too many crumbs! ;-) Do you know I have not tried a French macaron or Amelie's famous dessert, a creme brûlée! One day I will.
Yes, you could make
a film about the people sitting outside of the restaurant or those inside, they all have their stories.
I trust that you are well? Take care dear one, I hope to hear from you again. Much love, your friend Dianne xoxo

Anonymous said...

dianne said...

Hello dear CB, thank you for the link to this interview of Irène Jacob with Annette Insdorf, I found it both interesting and enjoyable...though the sound was not clear in parts. It was lovely to hear Irène Jacob's impression of the making of the film, the story, her observations and her opinion of Kieslowski both as a director and as a person. Annette Insdorfs insights were interesting too. I also watched the 1992 interview as well. Ms Jacobs is delightful, she possesses a genuine warmth and is exceptionally beautiful, especially when younger. The perfect choice for Weronika/Véronique, I don't think any other actress could have played the characters with such sincere conviction, innocence and beauty. A great accolade for someone so young. Though I do not remember every scene, most I do and the feelings they evoked have never left me. Thank you again for introducing me to this film, it is a film of beauty, feelings and emotions...and one's own interpretations. I must watch the film again, it has such warm memories of when you were my Alexandre Fabbri all of that time ago.
I hope you are well dear one? Much love, your friend Dianne! xoxox

B BG said...

Come back, Alexandre. I miss you. B.