by Pier Marton | Apr 21, 2010 | Art, Ego, France, Humor, Idรฉes, Politics, Time
Based of French comic strips (les bandes dessinรฉes โ BDs) ย Early Visual Stimulations (based on my childhood/adolescence in France) part of my presentation CINEMATIC COMICS: IRRELEVANT IRREVERENCE? at Webster University for the Institute for Comics Studies Conference...
by Pier Marton | Apr 8, 2010 | Antisemitism, Ego, Jewish, Politics, Racism, Roma, Shoah, STL
A announcement about it. The writer made two mistakes though, he used โwinningโ for the medal my father received in the French Resistance, and he states that my mother is still alive which is unfortunately not right. Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new...
by Pier Marton | Mar 11, 2010 | Antisemitism, Books, Care, Ego, Human Rights, Ideas, KeyText, Mystery, Politics, Racism, Wars, Women
by Thich Nhat Hanh Donโt say that I will depart tomorrow โeven today I am still arriving.Look deeply: every second I am arriving to be a bud on a Spring branch, to be a tiny bird, with still-fragile wings, learning to sing in my new nest, to be a caterpillar in the...
by Pier Marton | Mar 9, 2010 | Antisemitism, Books, Ego, France, Human Rights, Middle-East, Politics, Racism
And one more interview. Un ami dโenfance! Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email More Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit TweetShare on...
by Pier Marton | Feb 14, 2010 | Ego, Health, Humor, Ideas, KeyText, Mystery
As told by Thich Nhat Hahn, in Touching Peace. There was a patient in the mental hospital in Bien Hoa who seemed to be normal. He ate and talked like other people. But he believed that he was a kernel of corn, and every time he saw a chicken, he ran for his lifeโฆ When...
by Pier Marton | Feb 14, 2010 | Ego, France, Highlights, Humor, Idรฉes, KeyText, Mystery, Shoah, Wars
The famous French/Belgian poet, Henri Michaux speaks here of exhaustion. Un homme paisible รtendant les mains hors du lit, Plume fut รฉtonnรฉ de ne pas rencontrer le mur. โ Tiens, pensa-t-il, les fourmis lโauront mangรฉโฆ โ et il se rendormit. Peu apres, sa femme...