December 11, 2018

A kind gift of Rudi Amedeus







"Photography for me is an avocation, a way of living life through a viewfinder or even an old-fashioned wooden camera ground-glass... capturing and documenting how I see the world around me regardless of subject."







with Syrie Moskowitz






More so than men, women have this innate ability to portray multiple personas sequentially, often in short time. This especially emerges when women discover that their real beauty is the acceptance of who they are, where they are in life and how they express this by their “presence” and how they hold themselves.




 with Anastasia








Photography for me is a way of living life through a viewfinder or even an old-fashioned wooden camera ground-glas, capturing and documenting how I see the world around me regardless of subject. 













I prefer not to segment myself, I truly believe an artist should be at home in all the aspects of the chosen craft and hone the required transferable skills. I capture landscapes, cityscapes, bodyscapes with the same ease and passion as the intimate portrait.







As for my work with people, I love to explore the body and I'm fascinated with faces and how emotion is communicated in the often complex photographer/sitter-model relationship, always exploring emotion, angles, space, reflection, light, tonality, heart and soul.













 Twilight in Palermo






I feel fortunate that my subjects embrace working with me, trust me, invite me into their intimate universe in an open and honest way sharing their soul. I relish every moment of this photographer-subject relationship and cherish the bond that is created with the people I photograph.




 From his series around Hands









My artistic vision always aims to document each subject's beauty, complexity, uniqueness and intimacy, creating images saturated with raw emotion. My art has been called cinematic, quiet, emotional, dramatic, intimate...



 Anastasia Arteyeva, Syrie Moskowitz, Glass Olive, Nicole Vaunt and Lillias Right
In the streets of Sicily





Glass Olive in Sicily




Sicily again with Syrie Moskowitz








From :
http://asexywomanofacertainage.com/nsfw-photographer-rudi-amedeus-on-the-privilege-of-working-with-older-women/

A beautiful article found in a blog about mature beauty :
"I created this blog to ignite a conversation about the sexual power of boomer women. I hope you join me. Erica Jagger"



Photographer Rudi Amedeus On The Privilege Of Working With Older Women
Source : June 19, 2015 by Erica Jagger
"Respect, trust, listening, demeanor, nonjudgmental… being in touch with my feminine side and trying to convert this all to a timeless BW image portraying the impression of the moment, the strive for beauty. Somewhere in all of this, working with women of all ages, reflecting on my own aging transformation and re-found connecting-with-women freedom, I was privy to feeling the evolution and personal growth women go through when they age with somewhat distinct turning points: 25 35, 40-something, 50 and beyond."

















With Amy R Baskerville





November 27, 2018

My end


I hope UdA will survive me. But is it really important ? It was a surprising and wonderful trip I didn't expect, with thousands of human beings who gave me faith in the humanity, and who then gave me the strength to fight my fatal illness during 10 years.

Some last words you'll forget once read: love is all and is good for your karma. Smile even to your enemies and enjoy your trip on Earth without never forget that if you can read me, you make part of the 10% luckiest people of the world.
I wish you the best. Peace, Love and Art, my sisters and my brothers.


November 23, 2018

Mon dernier hommage à Christian Pélier, écrivain et fondateur d'Univers d'Artistes











Un dernier hommage à Christian Pélier, écrivain et fondateur d'Univers d'Artistes.





















Cette nuit, un grand homme, humble et généreux, nous a quittés. Il me disputerait sans doute s'il savait que je suis triste. Il me rappellerait que c'est interdit de l'être, que je dois plutôt rire et danser! Je l'accepte, je suis heureux, j'ai eu une belle vie, qu'il a dit, avant de s'éteindre.








Petit homme deviendra grand.









Un amour inné pour les arts (1961).










Julien et Claire, ses plus grands chefs-d’œuvres.







Il m'observait de sa demeure à Marseille depuis un bon moment, discrètement, à travers ce monde virtuel qui peut aussi nous rapprocher parfois, m'analysant, appréciant mon travail artistique. Un jour, il m'a approché et m'a proposé d'écrire un article sur moi dans le magazine qu'il avait fondé avec amour et passion : Univers d'Artistes. Quel honneur!








Chez lui, avec Priscilla, sa belle-soeur.








Il m'a ensuite proposé de devenir éditrice pour ce magazine et du même coup, il m'offrait sur un plateau d'argent la forme d'expression dont j'avais besoin pour me sentir entière et épanouie en tant qu'artiste. Non seulement il me permettait de m'exprimer comme je voulais, quand je voulais, sur ce que je voulais, mais il m'offrait également la confiance nécessaire pour briser mes barrières et ainsi ouvrir enfin mes propres ailes.






Il savait qu'il était au crépuscule de sa vie et il a trouvé en moi sa jumelle d'art et d'écriture, comme il se plaisait à m'appeler. Au fil de nos échanges, de ses observations sur mes articles et mes textes, il a choisi de me confier le magazine, de l'administrer, de devenir rédactrice en chef, et ainsi permettre à Univers d'Artistes de continuer à exister et de mettre à l'honneur le talent d'incroyables artistes, même après sa mort. C'était son plus grand rêve.















Je n'y suis pour rien, c'est ton rêve d'écrire qui m'a appelé, belle Carolyn, et je te donne la clé. D'éditrice, journaliste d'art, tu deviens administratrice. Calme-toi, respire, prends la clé, elle est à toi. Elle est toute simple; c'est celle de notre bureau. Bienvenue à la maison. Il y a des photos par terre pour choisir la meilleure. Sur les murs, des cadres partout, des photos dédicacées. Mon bureau est dans une pagaille bien rangée, le tien est collé au mien, habille-le. Je t'épaulerai, c'est facile. Entre calmement et visite.








Je respecterai loyalement les dernières volontés de cet homme de cœur, d'une générosité sans borne, qui se voyait en moi et en qui je me voyais également. Il aimait la photographie, les arts, les mots pour en parler, mais surtout, les artistes et les créateurs derrière les œuvres qu'il partageait avec un enthousiasme contagieux.






C'est beaucoup pour mes frêles épaules, Christian, mais je vais essayer. Je vais essayer très fort, parce que tu me l'as demandé.





Il est devenu un ami précieux et aujourd'hui, c'est avec beaucoup de tristesse que je lâche sa main pour le laisser s'envoler. Ça ira, Christian. J'y arriverai. Tu m'as offert une belle boîte à outils bien garnie que je garde précieusement à côté de moi, à portée de main.






Tu m'as beaucoup appris et tant fait grandir en si peu de temps. Tu m'as offert le morceau de casse-tête qu'il manquait à mon entièreté. C'est un des plus beaux cadeaux qu'on ne m'ait jamais fait. Merci Christian. Merci pour tout, tout, absolument tout. Je ne t'oublierai jamais et je veux que tout le monde sache à quel point ta force et ta joie de vivre étaient admirables et touchantes.

















Après une formation en tourisme et en gestion d'entreprise, Christian a travaillé quelques années dans ces sphères. Suite à l'aggravation de la sclérose en plaques dont il souffrait, diagnostiquée en 2004, il a choisi de devenir écrivain et de partager sa passion et son savoir en enseignant l'écriture. La vie a fait en sorte de le rediriger là où se trouvait la place qui lui revenait de droit, là où il pourrait apporter beaucoup à ce monde. Il y était destiné.








Je vous présente ici un très touchant texte que Christian a écrit de son doigt... l'unique doigt qu'il lui restait, oui. Jamais il ne s'est plaint de quoi que ce soit. Et malgré cette contrainte énorme, il n'a jamais cessé d'écrire des textes magnifiques qui parlent directement à nos cœurs.







Un guerrier ne se plaint jamais. Soldat d'élite, j'irai au bout du bout de mon doigt.







Mon dernier édito. Peut-être tant d'artistes quittent la scène pour mieux y revenir...

Il ne me reste qu'un doigt pour écrire. Je me suis bien battu, mais cela n'aura pas suffi.

Je ne suis pas triste, je suis impatient qu'Elle me prenne dans ses bras et mette fin à mes souffrances.

Ma mission sur Terre se termine et je vais me poser sur une autre planète, plus accueillante, car j'ai purifié mon karma. J'ai eu une vie extraordinaire. J'ai parcouru le monde pendant vingt ans et réalisé des rêves que je ne me connaissais pas. J'ai même trouvé ma vocation et je continuerai à écrire de mieux en mieux, des mots de magie blanche, des mots d'amour. Je n'ai tué personne, j'ai sauvé quatre vies, j'ai respecté la nature et ses êtres vivants. Gabriel et Omaël m'ont laissé le temps de me pardonner mes erreurs, mes fautes et mes ressentiments, comme de leur pardonner les leurs.

La comédie se termine à présent. Trois p'tits tours et c'est déjà l'heure de s'en aller. Mon habit d'Arlequin (au sens figuré : un tout composé de parties disparates) est déjà rangé, alors je te dis Au revoir et surtout pas Adieu ni À jamais, juste Au revoir et merci, ça suffit.

Sans larme ni chagrin et sans autre richesse que la caresse de tes yeux sur mes mots, dans ce dernier édito, je te dis À bientôt.

Je te dis Au revoir et À la prochaine planète, car dans un autre temps et d'autres lieux, nous nous retrouverons.

Voilà, c'est fini. Je voulais te dire Au revoir. Te dire Au revoir et Je t'aime.

Tendrement,

Souriant,

Chris










Repose en paix mon cher ami. Nous t'aimons tous beaucoup.









Ses livres :











Je ne suis pas raisonnable

Je ne suis ni conforme, ni conventionnel

Je ne mange pas comme il faut

Je ne dors pas quand il faut

Je fais rien comme il faudrait

Je me tais quand il faudrait parler

Et commente ce qui doit être tu

Je n'ai aucune conscience de l'âge

N'assure pas mes arrières

Ne crois en aucune patrie

N'ai fait aucune guerre

Et n'en appelle aucune

Je ne suis pas la mode

Aucun système ne me va

Je me fous de l'institution

Et ne crois plus aux dieux

Je ne suis pas fort

Je ne suis pas grand

Je ne fais pas de sport

Et je hais le foot

Durant l'Inquisition, on m'aurait brûlé

Pour tout ce que je clame

Mes mots pour notre liberté

Pinochet m'aurait fusillé

Staline, déporté

Hitler, gazé

Et Bush me punirait

Pour ma sincérité

Dans ma société, je suis paumé

J'ai dû me tromper d'époque

Peut-être dans mille ans d'ici

Aurons-nous enfin compris


         
       - Christian Pélier












My Last Tribute to Christian Pélier, writer and founder of Univers d'Artistes












A last tribute to Christian Pélier, writer and founder of Univers d'Artistes.





















This night, a great man, humble and generous, has passed away. He would probably not approve if he knew I was sad. He would remind me that it is forbidden to be so, that I should rather be laughing and dancing! I accept it, I am happy, he said, before leaving us.








Little man will become a great one







An innate love for arts (1961).









Julien and Claire, his greatest masterpieces.








He had observed me from his home in Marseille for quite a while, discreetly, through this virtual world which can sometimes bring us closer too, analyzing me, enjoying my artistic work. One day, he approached me and asked if I would agree to let him write an article about me in the magazine he had founded with love and passion: Univers d'Artistes. What an honor!










At home with Priscilla, his sister-in-law.







He then asked me to become an editor for his magazine and at the same time, he was offering me on a silver platter the form of expression I needed so I could finally feel as a complete and fulfilled artist. Not only did he allow me to express myself as I wanted, when I wanted, about what I wanted, but he also gave me the confidence to break my barriers and finally open my own wings.






He knew he was in the twilight of his life and he found in me his art and writing twin, as he liked to call me. Throughout our exchanges, his observations on my articles and my texts, he chose to entrust me the magazine, administrating it, and becoming editor-in-chief as well, so Univers d'Artistes could continue to exist and to put in the spotlight the talent of incredible artists, even after his death. It was his biggest dream.
















I have nothing to do with it, it's your dream to write that called me, beautiful Carolyn, and I am giving you the key. From editor to art journalist, you become administrator. Calm down, breathe, take the key, it's yours. It is quite simple; it is the key of your office. Welcome home. There are photos on the ground to choose the best one. On the walls, pictures everywhere, autographed photos. My desk is in a tidy mess, yours is right next to mine, dress it up. I'll support you, it's easy. Come in calmly and visit.






I shall respect loyally the last wills of this man of heart, of an unlimited generosity, who saw himself in me and in whom I saw myself as well. He loved photography, art, the words to speak about it, but most of all, the artists and creators behind the works he shared with such a contagious enthusiasm.






That's a lot for my frail shoulders, Christian, but I will try. I will try very hard, because you asked me.






He became a precious friend and today, it is with a lot of sadness that I let go of his hand to let him fly away. It will be alright, Christian, I will make it. You offered me a very well-stocked toolbox that I keep preciously next to me, easily reachable.





You taught me a lot and made me grow so much in such a short period. You gave me the piece of the puzzle that was missing to my entirety. This is one of the greatest presents I have ever received. Thank you Christian. Thank you for everything, everything, absolutely everything. I will never forget you and I want everyone to know how admirable and moving your strength and your joy of life were.















After having studied in tourism and business management, Christian worked for a few years in these spheres. Following the worsening of his multiple sclerosis from which he was suffering, diagnosed in 2004, he chose to become a writer and to share his passion and knowledge by teaching writing. Life redirected him to where his rightful place was, where he could bring a lot to this world. He was meant for it.






I present here a very touching text that Christian wrote with his finger... his only finger left, yes. He used to never complain about anything. And despite this enormous constraint, he has never stopped writing magnificent texts that spoke directly to our hearts.






A warrior never complains. Elite soldier, I shall go at the end of the end of my finger.






My last editorial. Maybe so many artists leave in order to come back...

I have only one finger left to write. I fought well, but it will not have been enough.

I'm not sad. I cannot wait for It to embrace me and to end my suffering.

My mission on Earth ends and I will settle on another more welcoming planet because I have purified my karma. I had an extraordinary life. I traveled the world for twenty years and realized dreams that I did not even know I had. I have even found my vocation and I will continue to write more and more, words of white magic, words of love. I did not kill anyone, I saved four lives, I respected nature and its living beings. Gabriel and Omaël gave me the time to forgive myself for my mistakes, my faults and my resentments, as to forgive theirs too.

The comedy ends now. Three little turns and it's already time to go. My patchwork (figuratively: a whole composed of disparate parts) is stored, so I say See you, especially not Farewell nor Never more, just See you and thank you, it's enough.

Without tears or sorrow and without any other wealth then the caress of your eyes on my words, in this last editorial, I say See you soon.

I say See you on another planet, because in another time and in other places, we will meet again.

That's it, it's over. I just wanted to say So long to you tonight. Wanted to say See you soon and I love you.

Dearly,

Smiling,

Chris













Rest in peace my dear friend. We all love you so much.





His books:











I am not reasonable

I am neither compliant nor conventional

I don't eat like I should

I don't sleep when I should

I shut up when I should speak

And comment what must be kept silent

I have no age consciousness

I don't watch my back

I don't believe in any homeland

I did no war

And did not cause any

I am not fashion

No system suits me

I do not care about the institution

And I don't believe in gods anymore

I am not strong

I am not tall

I don't exercise

And I hate soccer

During the Inquisition, I would have been burnt

For all that I proclaim

My words for our liberty

Pinochet would have shot me

Staline, deported me

Hitler, gased me

And Bush would punish me

For my sincerity

In my society, I am lost

I must be in the wrong era

Maybe in a thousand years from now

Will we finally understand



                                        - Christian Pélier












Bonjour à tous, amis de mon père, je suis Claire Pélier, sa fille.
Je suis au regret de vous informer que mon père s'est éteint cette nuit, paisiblement, dans son sommeil.
Nous serions heureux que vous lui adressez vos messages, prières et pensées.

Claire


To all of myfather's friends, I'm Claire Pélier, her daughter.
I deeply regret to inform you that my father has passed away peacefully in his sleep last night.
Tou thoughts and prayers in this difficult time are greatly appreciated.
Claire

November 5, 2018

The Powerful Image of Chrystoff Crowley

By Pierre Perreault 

























Chrystoff Crowley. A model that hits with his charisma, his look, his way to play with the camera, with his attitude. Everywhere he goes, he gets noticed. But although he empresses with his presence, both in person and in photo, Chrystoff also has a softer, tender, more emotional side that he lets show through some of his beautiful photos. A multifaceted being, who knows how to deploy them, such as the tail of a peacock, in front of the lens.







By Sergio Veranes






It's your personality that gives a part of your own flavor to the recipe.






By JoHoule Foto







This versatile artist with so many talents has carved out his place as a model in the world of photography with his unique and powerful style, after having evolved in other artistic spheres such as a wrestling manager for 15 years, lead vocal in a powercore alternative band for a few years, painter of more than 150 paintings and author of a novel.









By Caro Deschenes








He worked and still works today in the movie industry as an actor in major productions as well as in independent films and video clips. He also writes and directs films of his own.









By JoHoule Foto










If one day I was no longer a model,
I would still work in the film industry as 
an actor, a scripter and a director, 
it's undeniable.









His acting skills serve him in photography, where the emotion conveyed powerfully strikes us. Chrystoff moves back at nothing to stand out as a model. Moreover, he identifies a lot himself with the audacious and visionary people who know how to constantly reinvent themselves, like David Bowie and Johnny Depp, who have always been able to leave their mark no matter the time and the trends.









By Michel Renaud










By JoHoule Foto








Fortune favors the bold! After all, the only limit that exists is the one we impose to our mind. As far as I'm concerned, my ambitions and my dreams are limitless and I aim to become an influential and recognized artist.







By Caro Deschenes







The opportunities that are presented to him are therefore not a factor of luck but the result of hard work and true talent. He did not steal his place; he built it. And the fact that he does not have the typical profile of the alpha male never stopped him either since many factors that influence the success of a model are favorable to him. 





Charisma more than anything, as well as a look or a particularity that stands out, a devouring passion and a big open-mindedness to accept advice and criticism contribute greatly to be noticed. 









By Sergio Veranes







It is precisely his strongly typified physical appearance and style, his talent, as well as his versatility which made Chrystoff travel to several places around the world such as California, New York, Belgium, Germany, and everywhere in Canada to be immortalized by many photographers.




I love traveling: having the chance to be photographed in different countries is very rewarding! I think if I was offered to do a photoshoot on the moon, I would accept!








By Fotoart24








He has been featured many times in Dark Beauty Magazine, Model Citizen, a European book, in the well-known American newspaper The Gazette, in addition to being hired for various commercial photos.









By JoHoule Foto











By Joe Cancilla









His success is not without reason: Chrystoff Crowley is an artist who invests himself in each of his photoshoots. He arrives at the photo session properly prepared, informed, in a well-focused mental state. He offers authenticity and intensity, leaving no one indifferent after each of his passages.








By Michel Castilloux









By Christiane Duchesne








I enjoy every step of a photoshoot, it's like a party: you prepare it, you live it, you then see the pictures and you keep them as a souvenir! 








By Karim Ben Jemaa








Always cogitating on 1001 things: stories and movie scripts he writes, projects of creative photoshoots, creation of original and audacious clothing and accessories, everything inspires him! As long as he can create something, he feels good. Every idea is feasible; nothing scares him, nothing stops him.






Every challenge is made to be successfully managed; every obstacle exists to be confronted with all our strength. I hit hard, I hit often, and I hit harder endlessly.










By Marleen Verbruggen







His modeling career started by chance, while he was working in a video store and two guys offered to photograph him. He never stopped after that, boldly exploring this way of expression, without ever imposing himself limits, even going as far as wearing tutu, mermaid tail and seashell bra!






I'm not afraid of ridicule, of nudity, or to provoke.







By Isabelle Pérusse









I have the chance to be part of Chrystoff Crowley's universe and to create photo projects with him, sharing art, laughs, emotions and ideas. It is a privilege to work alongside this remarkable artist and above all, to be able to present him here, in Univers d'Artistes. Long live your talent, my dear friend!









Milky Way to the Last Tango
Chrystoff Crowley and me, by JoHoule Foto








The Experiment
Chrystoff Crowley and me, by JoHoule Foto