Monday, January 25, 2010

Epicurus: Letter on Happiness

I recently read Epicurus' Lettre sur le bonheur or Letter on Happiness in French. It's just as relevant and crucial to our meager survival in an overdrawn over-indebted world as it was in any period in history.

Short Documentary on Epicurus and his principles on happiness:


Link to the Letter to Menoeceus or Letter on Happiness: http://classics.mit.edu/Epicurus/menoec.html





GRAD SCHOOL APPLICATION BLUES -

RANT RANT RANT RANT RANT! RAVE RAVE RAVE RAVE!

Do the PAPERWORK! Sell yourself! Do the PAPERWORK! Sell yourself! Convince others to market your product too....can't we all just look up gradschool applicants on facebook and see what shenanigans they've been up to for the past few years? That should give a rounded enough picture of the potential debtor.


GRE!
TRANSCRIPTS!
WRITING SAMPLES!
PERSONAL STATEMENTS!
STATEMENTS OF PURPOSE!
RECOMMENDATIONS, RECOMMENDATIONS, RECOMMENDATIONS!
CVs!
FORMAT, EDIT, TAILOR YOURSELF!


too cool for school.

JUST GIVE ME A JOB AND LEAVE ME ALONE EDUCATION! I'm bored of your costs and demands, they tire me.




Jamie Cullum's Twentysomething: I remember being my 18 year old highschool graduate self and liking this song with the slightest apprehension that I would embody a similar fate. Good Grief.  Please donate money to recent liberal art graduates. They're not that difficult to spot, you know they're not really doing much and have decent CV's with no tangible skills, even a good GPA and study abroad. Please hire us, pretty please?



I'm actually just posting to my blog because I'm procrastinating putting the final touches and possible extras to go along with my gradschool application. If I didn't have that to do I would certainly be doing something else to avoid writing this post.

Cinéaste Jacques Tati inspires Kenzo Men's wear collection






"I love Tati's freedom, his joy, the way he was always whistling as he walked through the streets," Italian-born Marras told The Associated Press in a backstage interview. "In his films, we get the idea that he's looking at everything through a child's eyes, and that's what interests me: I want to look at things with his sense of amazement and see the joy in things."

-JENNY BARCHFIELD Associated Press Writer



"Kenzo’s heritage is inspiration from far-flung places. But the charming show sent out by Antonio Marras was about time travel in France. The starting point for elegant ginger coats, double-breasted suits and graphic knits was the cinéaste Jacques Tati and his Mr. Hulot character of the 1950s. The finale was a triumph of staging, imagination and inclusiveness, as the public joined the models recreating on the street the 1971 Tati movie “Trafic,” complete with vintage Citroëns."






"He had an inimitable silhouette," said Kenzo designer Antonio Marras. "I liked his eccentricity and anarchism."


Friday, January 22, 2010

Point de départ:



Here I am, known soley as M. Cantelus, living for a year in Parheeeee the métropole. My previous blog Parisienne Inadaptée has been scrapped; I was blocked, aesthetically and textually.

This is my ponctuated late-start so to speak. I retreated to the states for winter break, being there and back made room for ((change of perspective)).





       BLOG AMENDMENTS:

Amendment 1! Include appropriate accents when using French, on the last blog I didn't and I festered inside, wondering if others would catch it and call me out on sloppy spelling. The funny thing is the accents on this post are copied and pasted from song files on iTunes, perhaps next time I'll use the home page of Le Monde since I can't manage to learn or use accent shortcuts.

Amendment 2! Include photos as much as possible and start toting my camera around the city religiously.

Amendment 3! Always have writing material on hand to jot down input since I cling nostalgically to a four-function phone: dial, answer, hang-up, wait there's only three.

Amendment 4! Keep track of writing materials. I can't write a blog on crumpled napkins and folded receipts stashed away in purses, yellow envelopes and worn notebooks.

Amendment 5! Write and edit regularly.

Five ought to suffice if they pass and become entrenched in both hemispheres of my brain.