mardi 14 juin 2011

Un grand bravo...

...à Mark Rylance qui a remis ça pour l'obtention de son second Tony Award dimanche soir...
Unlike flying or astral projection, walking through walls is a totally earth-related craft, but a lot more interesting than pot making or driftwood lamps. I got started at a picnic up in Bowstring in the northern part of the state. A fellow walked through a brick wall right there in the park. I said, 'Say, I want to try that.' Stone walls are best, then brick and wood. Wooden walls with fiberglass insulation and steel doors aren't so good. They won't hurt you. If your wall walking is done properly, both you and the wall are left intact. It is just that they aren't pleasant somehow. The worst things are wire fences, maybe it's the molecular structure of the alloy or just the amount of give in a fence, I don't know, but I've torn my jacket and lost my hat in a lot of fences. The best approach to a wall is, first, two hands placed flat against the surface; it's a matter of concentration and just the right pressure. You will feel the dry, cool inner wall with your fingers, then there is a moment of total darkness before you step through on the other side.

(Louis Jenkins, "Walking Through a Wall")

Fond sonore : Test Dept, "Jerusalem".

2 commentaires:

Nath l'autre a dit…

Encore un délire de gangster... Quoique, venant d'un poète, ça donne à réfléchir... Mais je suppose que, "devant le fait accompli" ou "l'acte à accomplir", enfin bref le cas échéant... il ne faut pas trop réfléchir !!!
(miroir?!!)

Mademoiselle Catherine a dit…

Les poètes sont des gangsters comme les autres, Nath ;)