TALKING IN RIDDLES AND RHYMES

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve th...e world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

NAKED IS FREE NAKED IS THE WORLD

I love these pictures, the photographer is so talented.

ACTING FROM A DISTANCE

winewinewinewine thursday is wine with my newfound love.

I TRIED TO KILL IT BUT I REMEMBER EVERYTHING

You know that boy I sleept with? The one who looked like something from 1979. I wrote about him here . Well anyway, he called today said he just got off the plane in London. He said he hadn't been able to stop thinking about me, it was driving him mad. He came to London to se ME. Insane. So I sent a taxi to bring him to my hotel. He should be arriving any minute now. I'm nervous for the first time since I don't know when, I simple don't get nervous. I have to shower. Bye lovers.

I hold it true, whatever befall
I feel it, when I sorrow most
'It is better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.' Alfred Lord Tennyson

MOTORAMA

Since my parents are in the "music industry" I've always had music around me, my mentors and friends are some of the greatest artists of the 90's and 00's. It's sort of crazy to think of the people I've had dinner with. These people made me interested in music, which I am forever grateful for.

Besides from being completely in love with the year of 1979, I also love modern music since it often gets it inspiration from the late 70's and early 80's. One band my friend M showed me a couple of months ago is called Motorama you can listen to them here and also download their album Alps. They sound sort like Joy Division but with some softer melodies.

Poll: Which spring trend are you most excited to try?

Poll: Which spring trend are you most excited to try?

That 70's!

WE WHO ARE DREAMERS AND LOVERS AND SMOKERS

Belle came and smoked with me today. I gave her some a couple of LPs to listen to, like Bob Dylan and Blondie.

Le 21ème Arrondissement:

Le 21ème Arrondissement:

such a pretty boy.

2 OR 3 THINGS I KNOW: persons of interest owner steve marks keeps...

2 OR 3 THINGS I KNOW:

persons of interest



owner steve marks
keeps...: "persons of interest owner steve marks keeps it simple grab a coke or beer out of the cooler explore the suitcase of magazin..."

HIDE AND SEEK

red lips from red wine. Belle, where are you? Come and find me.

But Pride and Happiness are always the same distance from our hands

Quoted: The White Stripes

It's so sad but I guess not so unexpected.

HE WHO FUCKS NUNS WILL LATER JOIN THE CHURCH

I'm wearing a lovely big hat today, seventies style. The weather is beautiful. Today I think you all should listen to Death or glory by The Clash. A great song for a great day. 

xx

Rudie

You could tell I was no debutante

I'm in London.
Life is drinking red wine/tea, listening to Blondie and reading Sophie's choice.

Debbie Harry, 1979

Life is still a haze from fridays red wine.

THURSDAY IS BLUE

I’m sitting in my hotel room watching people rushing by. They look like dots from up here. I can’t see the contours of their faces or clothes. I can’t see if they are smiling or crying or laughing or dying. I’m completely helpless. I can’t do anything heroic from up here. Instead I’m smoking, I’m dying. In a couple of hours my plane leaves for London. I called the boy and said I couldn’t meet him, I suggested he would run away to London with me, he said he couldn’t. 

I wonder whether happiness ever exists longer then for short moments?  I have felt happiness; it is like lightening shots through the body. But then it disappears and life is blurry and filled with dark chasing shadows. You can never escape them.

I'm looking like this today. Diana Ross 1979.

Its beating, beating in my head. 
It aches, aches in my body.

I woke up in a dark room, the boy next to me looked like he lived in 1979. So pretty. I stumbled over his guitar when I was trying to get dressed. We talked all night about music, Ian and 1979. He asked if we could see each other again. I knew I shouldn't. I will just destroy him like I destroyed the others. I said that we could have coffee later today. Stupid stupid girl. I'm leaving tomorrow. London is calling.

my long lost love

I saw him again today, just for a split second but I knew. I knew it was him. People say that he is dead. But no. It can't be, he can't be. I've seen him several times but I can never seem to catch him. He moves like a shadow. I guess that is the only way to stay invisible. He has not aged one bit since 1979. I am terrified everytime I see him. Not because people say he is dead, he isn't, but because i'm terrified it will be the last time I catch a glimse of him. My heart aches so much. I want to be with him, I can't be with anyone else. The world order has been rocked and we are in different dimensions. I will find you and You will find me too. Hurry.

(Tonight ES dad is throwing this major fucked-up party for a new cash-cow band he signed, sick. We're going to get wasted on free champagne and mourn that i'm leaving NY in a couple of days.)

Love

Death is a star

I was listening to Unknown pleasures and smoking a cigarette this morning and it struck me, what if 1979 hadn't happen? What if everything from that year just vanished? My dear, what if William Styron hadn't written Sophies choice? Life would lack meaning, everything that is important would just disappear. I guess feel a lot of anxiety today. I miss Ian Curtis.

A complete misreading of the year 1979

This is the beginning

My name is Rudie Wilderness.

I'm named after the The Clash song Rudie can't fail and the Joy division song Wilderness. 

My parents met 1979, the best year ever.

Age is not relevant but I will confess that I am pretty young.

I sometimes live alone in my parents house in South France or in my appartment in Kraków but mostly I live in a suitcase(my parents are producers so they travel a lot).

I speak French, English (obviously), Italian, Russian and Swedish.

There's a few elements in life i admire more than anything else, these are:

Joy Divisions album Unknow Pleasures

The Clash album London Calling

The book Sophies Choice by William Styron

The movies Kramer vs Kramer and Manhattan

and overall the year of 1979

Love