La poussée de fiers arbustes…

Open Book On Wood Background - Photo © Robert Marfin /« Quoi de plus agréable pour les aînés que la poussée de fiers arbustes qui leur feront sur leur vieux jours un peu d’ombre ? La jeunesse est tout ce que nous fûmes, qu’elle nous affectionne ou qu’elle nous déteste. C’est bien cela, la grande randonnée ! »

René Char, Correspondance avec Jean Ballard, 1935-1970

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Did You Used to be R.D. Laing? (Full Documentary)

Video (EN, 1 h 32 min)

Did You Used to be R.D. Laing? (1989)

Full documentary portrait of Ronald David Laing (1927-1989) filmed in Vancouver by Kirk Tougas and Tom Shandel during the last two years of Laing’s life.

Released on Channel Four (UK) in October 1989.


Film introduction:

“Scottish psychiatrist R.D. Laing gained a reputation in the late 1960′s for his radical objection to conventional psychiatry.

His early books “The Divided Self” and “The Politics of Experience” questioned the right of society to proclaim itself sane and others mad.

Protesting the “outrageous violence” inflicted on patients by drastic therapies like electric shock, he generated controversy with his willingness to try psychedelic drugs, meditation, and other unconventional techniques in search of a healing common ground between doctor and patient.

Now in his early 60′s, after some 35 years of professional practice, he agreed to be videotaped in public lectures and private conversations, giving this portrait of Ronald David Laing, psychiatrist.”

DVD Description:

“Drawing on stories from Laing’s own life and from his patients’ experiences, and following him through a series of lectures and workshops, the film presents a portrait of the radical psychiatrist as an engaging, witty and irreverent character.

Laing shares his insights into the art of therapy, the lies we tell each other in the name of love, the recurring patterns of behavior that sometimes can be traced to birth, and the regrettable human instinct to suppress any behavior and thought that is strange or disturbing.

The film reveals its subject as a thinker of great originality and genius whose compelling charisma and gusto made him an equally effective storyteller and prankster.”


“The film itself is a fine example of the subtle directness and simplicity that Laing asks for, being at once convivial and co-present.” — The Guardian

“Fascinating profile of the radical psychiatrist, the viewing surprise of the week.” — The Sunday Times

“Laing is pure pleasure to watch, a huge spirit, genuinely loving and completely honest. This portrait of him is completely inspiring.” — The Vancouver Sun

Posted in: Psychothérapie (EN)

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L’homme serait le plus heureux des êtres…

Open Book On Wood Background - Photo © Robert Marfin /« L’homme serait le plus heureux des êtres si du seul besoin qu’il a d’une illusion quelconque ne naissait aussitôt la réalité. »

D. A. F. de Sade, La nouvelle Justine ou les malheurs de la vertu (1799)

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Alexander Tsymbalyuk – VERDI – Silva’s Aria (Ernani) – Live 2007

Video (2007, 6 min) – The Cabaletta starts at 3:18

Concert of the winners of Tchajkovsky contest 2007
Alexander Tsymbalyuk (Ukraine) – 1st price
Giuseppe Verdi: Ernani (1844) , Aria and Cabaletta of Don Ruy Gomez de Silva (bass)
“Che mai vegg’io!” / “Infelice!… E tuo credevi” / “L’offeso onor, signori” / “Infin che un brando vindice”


Che mai vegg’io! Nel penetral più sacro

di mia magione, presso a lei che sposa
esser dovrà d’un Silva,
due seduttori io scorgo?
Entrate, olà, miei fidi cavalieri.
(Entrano cavalieri e famigli, Giovanna ed Ancelle.)
Sia ognun testimon del disonore,
dell’onta che si reca al suo signore.
(fra sé)

(Infelice!… e tuo credevi
sì bel giglio immacolato!…
Del tuo crine fra le nevi
piomba invece il disonor.
Ah! perché l’etade in seno
giovin core m’ha serbato!
Mi dovevan gli anni almeno
far di gelo ancora il cor.)

(a Carlo ed Ernani)

L’offeso onor, signori,
inulto non andrà.
Scudieri, I’azza a me, la spada mia…
I’antico Silva vuol vendetta, e tosto…

Infin che un brando vindice
resta al vegliardo ancora;
saprà l’infamia tergere
o vinto al suol cadrà!
Me fa tremante il subito
sdegno che mi divora…
cercando il sen del perfido
la man non tremerà.

Source :

Alexander Tsymbalyuk - Hamburg, 28 Sept 2010 - Photo © Henriette Mielke / Creative Commons
Liens utiles :

Alexander Tsymbalyuk / Askonas Holt
Alexander Tsymbalyuk / Facebook

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