Laotian Autochtons

Today - brace yourself ladies and gentleman - not one but two (yes TWO!) notes in one single post. Enjoy the thrill of sketches I started ages ago while in Laos! 

 

Good thing I managed to post that today, in a couple of days August would have been done and now at least I can take pride in a blog updated "monthly".

Strange bits & pieces of cultural differences 2

For the past weeks, I have been slightly busy trying to find a job and going on vacation after brilliantly graduating, so this blog has been a bit deserted (again). I'd like to say "Nevermore", however it seems busy-ness is unlikely to go away any time soon. 

Anyway, because every now and then I still take my pen and brush, here's a "new" note. I've been back in France for over a month now so it is slightly outdated but I still have quite a few notes written in Korea needing a little paint so over the next weeks (hopefully) these will appear online.

Franco-German cohabitation

Today, a break in the updates about the trip in Laos to do a quick flash forward to Seoul. More specifically the dorm life and its oddities.

NOTA: I don't have that poor a health that I drink whisky in the middle of the day and on my own, it just seems someone looks way more deep and lost in his thoughts if you picture him with a tumbler in one hand and a cigarette in the other one. It's all for the sake of staging, just like I said there.

Belgian Soft Power

It seems like Belgium understood better than most countries how to establish its cultural supremacy around the world. Or at least Belgian People understood how to make themselves loved by homesick European people traveling in faraway countries: it's not cinema, it's not music, it's not litterature, it's just plain and simple beer.

The song of Noir Désir which was playing in the background was "Marlène", if you don't know it there is an urgent need for you to bridge that gap, better click there soon. 

Also, since this is a post about beer and belgium, I guess you should also listen to Jacque Brel's song La Bière.

Vientiane

Cheap Poetry

No, the blog is not dead yet. A trip in Laos with no access to internet is the most convenient excuse I have for the lack of activity. But brace yourselves: more traveling means more drawings. And more posts!

Starting with one especially uninspired. Just after arriving at Vientiane's airport, with little sleep and a slight readjusting of the timekeeper, I wrote this insanity. When tired, I tend to believe I'm a poet and therefore gave birth to the greatest piece of online comic litterature the interwebz has ever seen. You've been warned.

Money Money Money

The bit of a hiatus that happened during the past few weeks is mostly due to the loss of my drawing pens and pencils during a crazy trip in Japan. Luckily, it seems Seoul is filled with insane Art-Shops with whatever any artist would need on their shelves. So after the technical shopping, posts should be back online on a more or less frequent basis. Starting with this one (that was started about a good month ago...)

 

Sports in Thailand

To be perfectly honest, I knew about the Ping-Pong Show before. But not in details. Guess I had to go to Korea to know more about Thailand...

Lost in Translation

Edit (06/03/2013): After much complaints from the person who taught me how to say "Op sa yo" and told me the meaning of it, the decision has been taken to mention her great tutoring in this whole mess. 

DISCLAIMER: ** This would not have been possible without the help of Feben N. I owe her my survival in South Korea **

Statistics

This will definitely need to be updated regularly, but at this stage, the situation is as such: