Keanu Reeves reading From Paul Gauguin‘s ‘Noa Noa’ at Fondation Beyeler
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If you love Keanu’s voice, then this will take you into another time, another world; exotic, erotic, dangerous. Once when I had trouble sleeping, I thought his voice could soothe me into slumber, but he told a tale that would not fade into the background like white noise.
I love Gauguin. I grew up, not with posters of pop-stars, but posters from art shows that my parents took us to as we travelled around the world in a VW combi-van. One of the pictures on my parents’ bedroom wall, mounted on a raised chipboard base, propelling itself from a wooden frame was Two Tahitian Women. It faded over time as the women watched over my parents’ bed for fifty years. It was only six months ago, whilst sorting out my mother’s things that I looked at it carefully again. My father was dead and my mother in a nursing home. The chipboard was broken so that the painting was dog-eared. These women had looked over my parents for most of their married life, at one time a precious possession to a newly married couple with no money. I held it tenderly, wavered, then put it in the bin with the other broken things.