Because every story of police brutality is the same; a Black life is lost at a Blue life’s hands. Enough is enough #BlackLivesMatter
With Us, Jordan Peele forces us to take a firm look at ourselves in the mirror and ask: am I my own worst enemy?
Entretien avec le photographe Guadeloupéen, Cédrick Isham Calvados. L’on discute de sa première expo solo, sa vision et son parcours.
A world in motion
J’avais d’autres reviews dans les tuyaux mais Peaux Echappées m’aura coupé le souffle en une matinée et une seule. Alors j’ai décidé de vous en parler avant tout le reste. Bon alors, qu’est-ce que Peaux Echappées allez-vous me demander les yeux pleins d’une impatience à peine contenue. Tout simplement, le meilleur livre Antillais que vous lirez cette année. Mais reste avec moi, ami lecteur. J’ai bien 5 bonnes raisons à te donner pour que tu te rues à la librairie du coin (ça existe encore, hein, rassurez-moi?)
I’ve just put back Abide with me by Elizabeth Strout on my little bookshelf. It has been a very interesting experience. I have to say, if I read a lot, it’s not really the kind of fiction I usually enjoy. My feelings are quite mitigated, not because of the quality of the narrative nor Strout’s writing… and frankly, it’s the first time I feel so confused over a book that I don’t even know where to start. So, I will play it safe and give a quick summary of the story.
Tyler Caskey is a reverend in the small town of West Annett during the 50s. Facing the loss of his wife, Lauren, he is struggling to not only raise his daughter Katherine, but also to keep his foothold in a community he feels more and more alienated from. Overwhelmed by his duty, tired he’s trying to pick up the remaining pieces of his life to start anew.
I am a French literature lover. Really, I am. I’ve started reading at age 4 and never stopped since with an ever growing love for my native language. It has something magical to me, a poetry I couldn’t find anywhere else. Baudelaire and Duras are my ultimate favourites. But since I live in a place where putting my hands on French books has been quite a challenge, I now mainly read in English.
Going from book store to book store, I stumbled upon many books from the same author, Elif Shafak. To be honest, I was first attracted by the gorgeous covers more than the stories. I mean, I knew nothing of this woman before I set foot in Kuwait one year ago, so forgive my shallowness.
Elif Shafak is a prolific writer. I still have many of her oeuvres to discover but everything in its due time. However, three of them have caught my attention so far:
- The Bastard of Istanbul
- The Architect’s Apprentice
Three stories with very different backgrounds and even timelines: if The Bastard of Istanbul takes place in a very modern Turkey, both The Architect’s Apprentice and Honour take you more or less back in time. Nevertheless, Shafak affectionates a common theme throughout all of them — love and family.
I still feel the echoes of your friction. The sound of fiction. Your fingers in my brain. Feeding my contradictions.
Billie was born with blue eyes. Not a deep blue like the oceans. Not even turquoise like dreamy islands.
If there is something you need to know about me it’s that I am a huge Marvel and DC fan. So, when Marvel kicked off their Marvel Cinematic Universe and DC followed a few years later, I secretly lost it. These two comics giants have been waging a war against each other for decades while geeky fandoms opposed each other underground. If it doesn’t ring a bell, no worries, click on the links and let this new world of wonders sweep you off your feet.
Creole is a genre
There is basically no way I can talk about Caribbean culture and skip the rich literature born from our historical turmoil.
But enough with the geography lesson you didn’t ask for. Guadeloupe is as much about culture as I can proudly say I am Creole. Brace yourselves, King Bey isn’t the epitome of Creole identity.