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Only 5 anorexic candidates on the row

As you know, Akan’s team had announced her final list of Candidates for “Worst anorexic Journey 1991″ .

All the anorexic players had to sign their contracts by First May, consenting to take care of an unwanted newborn.

The full list published was:

– 1 – Best Medium-sized anorexic winner:

- Avatan Nihili, 23kg teen girl who was nearly 1,75m and only 15 of age, but was brilliant at school and very shy.

– 2 – Best Small weight winner:

- Asael Rienick, 1,62 m for 21kg, who had been working as a self-employed “Tightrope sleepwalker” for 4 years, without harming her frail nimble disembodied body.

– 3 – Best New Anorexic winner:

- Hyppolyte H, was an ex-obese young cook, who had been starving for two years as Chief cook of Three stars Michelin restaurant, after discovering his true dream to become a trapeze artist.

 - 4 – Best Indoor fast girl:

- NatNat, ghostly weight-watcher coach who was definitely to weak to coach anybody dieting, but has been previously awarded as the fastest losing weight candidate in UK, that means losing 35 kg in 2 months.

– 5 – Best European Anorexic Line-up:

- Whiteswimm, pale and pinky dressed ballerina, who was vomiting every meal, even the most frugal one.

- 6 – Best Newcomer:

- Reine Frung: ex-psychiatrist fallen in storm of anorexia addiction, after being involved in a special unit “Beating eating-disorder” in NHS.

– 7 – Best Headliner:

- Andrée Solange J. , mother of five,  hard worker house wife managing in plus a cleaning company with 7 employees.

– 8 – Best Oversplit Ballistic Stretched Anorexic contortionist

- Tige Ald, who was able to practice super-split equally on both legs without any injuries and with a lot of enthusiasm.

– 9 – Best Anorexic Runner:

- Aza Wakh performing Paris Marathon in only 2 hours and 28 mn.

– 10 – Best Anorexic dancer:

- Ana Cunningham,  twin of Merce Cunningham, the Master of Choregraphy.

 

Finally after reflexion, 5 candidates standed down from the competition, as they probably felt to weak to accomplish such challenge.

In fact : Only Avatan Nihili, Asael Rienick, Tige Ald, Aza Wakh and Whiteswimm stayed on the row.

 

That means a teen, a tightrope sleep walker, a contortionist, a marathonian woman, and a ballerina.

 

 

Alice Odilon. 26/07/2011.

 

The Team of Akan’s Tower/trained in the most relevant methods of addiction treatment

If you remember about Akan’s friends, you could easily recognize, standing in front of the entry of A-Tower:

- “Betsy Mac Call”: the American Paper Doll living on the 16th floor; the special one who was listening and consoling anorexic person in special need.

 

 

Betsy  Mac Call. Alice Odilon Copyrights

 

- “Blythe Somat”: the Hemiplegic Flower Doll on the second floor.

 

Blythe Somat and Betsy Mac Call. Alice Odilon Copyrights.

- The Androgynous Doll “Isee” who has been involved recently in Akan’s Tower.

The androgynous doll “Isee”, whom leitmotiv was:”My body behind my eyes”. Alice Odilon Self-portraits. 1984. All rights reserved.

- “Syndra Raynaud”, the Amputated Hand, always smoking cannabis during the long sessions of therapeutic relaxation.

The hemiplegic Hand Syndra Raynaud. Alice Odilon. copyrights

 

- “Isabelle Caro’s soul” as an audit and a Art Teacher in Akan’s Tower.

Isabelle Caro painting.

 

- “Whouh”, the Wolf Masked Doll, a leader in energy therapy.

“Whouh” the Wolf masked doll and “Weacky”, the shy Ragdoll cat.

 

- “Weaky” the Ragdoll cat, the inseparable friend of Whouh.

- “Mova” the running avatar taking care of bringing prescriptions as soon as possible in every flat of the 4 flours Rehab center.

- “Allegraka” the unfinished avatar, with a changing head and thin waist, the flying teacher.

Yes the “FLYING” teacher, the best thing in treatment, allowed to patients having done efforts to struggle and discover themselves.

 

In final, the complete team counted 10 members, Akan included and was ready to begin the A-Casting.

Alice ODILON 2011 27/06. all rights reserved.

 

Anorexia saved my life and made sense to me

“Self-Portrait”: Spéculaire du cavalier de coeur. Alice Odilon 1984. All rights reserved.

 

Just a few words about the present: I’m still alive and out of the deep dark of my adolescence.

I found a way to be somebody, in being anorexic.

It doesn’t mean I’m safe, but, yes, I’m still enjoying my body, my thoughts, even if they’re disturbed, sick or suffering.

I know my Artwork would stay hidden in heavy boxes, and never discovered, screaming in silence, with acceptance and deliberated renouncement.

The game will be stronger if I loose and if I never see the light of success.

No money will never come, no handshake either, nothing, just a temporary place in some dusty cardboards under other cardboards.

Something is wrong with my Art, something is making it undercover, secret, ashamed and unbroken in the same time.

A touch of anorexic french woman fine art photography.

Nobody will know, nobody will know I wanted to tell about my anorexia and my desire to stay like that, because it’s worth it.

It makes sense to be in deny and blossom of bony body.

Without all this ritual of my anorexic behavior, I would have been nothing, nothing.

Through my eyes, I fight to keep going.

My anorexia is my comfort, my rescue, and gives me hope.

Alice ODILON. 2011 June.

 

Etre dans l’arbre, entrer dans l’oiseau.

“Les airs”. Alice Odilon 2009

Dans cette ville de banlieue grise et bleue, désertée par la beauté de la pierre,  Akan ne peut voir que le goudron fissuré et les parois de béton ombré par les auréoles d’eau de pluie.

La rue humide se remet de  l’ondée purifiante et l’air lavé des eaux de mai, se reprend doucement ouvrant tout grand ses bras aux martinets striant la vie des jours ordinaires.

Et dans ce quartier de l’ennui, où rien ne se passe, resplendissent des roses lumineuses, s’excitant de sentir si fort l’orgasme des jardins.


Les magnolias lourds de leurs fleurs exacerbées renversent leur bras vers le gravier, pour se libérer de tant de pétales immaculées.

L’herbe paraît dans chaque fente des trottoirs, la vie submerge ces petites ruelles effacées.

Il n’est pas de silence plus frais que ce matin de mai aux allures de paix retrouvée.


Akan, comme pour saluer cette grandeur, plonge son nez dans la rose la plus attirante et s’enivre de son essence intense.

Ici c’est mon paradis, se dit Akan, en  s’éloignant de la Tour, qui derrière elle, la regarde et lui promet le gîte jusqu’au bout.

La frêle Akan trottine sur les pavés luisants et se laisse bercer par ces angles de rues, ces bas-côtés dans l’ombre, ces coins de ciel aux lampadaires ourlés de rouille.

Ici je me sens bien, c’est là ma vie.

 

Alice Odilon. 31 Mai 2011.

 

Amputated Hand trapped for 20 days in bathroom

The forgotten Hand”. Copyright Alice odilon 2010.

“A indeterminate old hand suffering from a mysterious “vasospastic disorder” causing discoloration of the fingers, has survived being trapped in her bathroom in a building in ‘Disruptcity’, in Soreshire for 20 days after the door lock jammed.”

That was the headline on “Disruptcity Gazette”, everybody could find out the 4th of December 2010.

- “See what happened in our building!”, exclaimed the numbed Ragdoll cat to his partner, the wolf masked doll.

- “Gosh! I cannot believe it!

Please read me this right now!

- “An amputated flayed hand has survived being trapped in her bathroom for 20 Days.

The room had no window or phone, so the cold hand was unable to tell anyone but she tapped on pipes during the night, hoping to alert her neighbours.

The Hand-doll trapped in the bathroom”. Copyright Alice odilon 2010.

They thought the noise was  usual ghostly souls dancing around and didn’t noticed it as something unusual.

But one of the occupant Akan.K.  realised they had not seen the pensioner recently and called the authorities, who sent in a rescue crew.

Firefighters broke into 7 th-floor flat in Disrupcity and reportedly found her lying on the ground in the bathroom, in a “very weakened” state.

The amputated hand, who has not been named, had survived on warm tap water for almost three weeks.

She is now recovering in hospital.”

“You could hear banging sounds, like a hammer, even at night,” one neighbour told local media.

“But we thought they were our friends the disembodied missing souls playing around.

We said: ‘They’re having a good time.”

Quite nosy but it’s understandable, they need to stretch their ghostly legs!…. If we had known!”

- And we were sleeping thoroughly ignoring all about this tragedy!

- We must visit this heroic survivor in Hospital!

- Please my Love, take your bag and go with me! told the suddenly enthusiastic Ragdoll to his beloved masked doll.

In two minutes the couple was standing on the pavement at the bus stopping. There, Akan, Blythe Somat, Betsy Mac Call were still waiting.

- I suppose we go to the same destination? asked very excited Betsy.

- Sure! replied everybody. It’s our duty to support Miss Syndra Raynaud. (it was the name of the poor rescued hand).

Several minutes later, our team was facing frail  S. Raynaud in her cold bed in Hospital.

She was very bad, on a pic of a spasms attack:

The team saw and felt the sudden changes in Miss Raynaud’s fingers, triggered by a mysterious stress and deep anxiety.

The skin blanched, turned white, then blue. Fingers and toes tingled and  Miss Raynaud told they’ve began numb, and felt nothing anymore.

Then Akan came near the diseased hand and try to rewarmed her.

The skin flushes pink or red, and then Syndra claimed she got throbbing and soreness in her fingers as the blood surged back into the tiny blood vessels.

Miss Raynaud was swelling visibly and seemed in morbid fire inside.

Please help me to refresh me!

I’ve to tell you, I am the hand of a thief doll who was caught by the police two years ago in Iran.

“The Punishment”. Copyright Alice Odilon 2010

As you know the punishment in this obscure Muslim land, is to practice extreme punishments, such as chopping off the hands of thieves.

That what happened to my owner, a kleptomaniac young doll, lost and confused in a faked tempted world.

I know she survived of this “divinely endorsed “mutilation, but she run away and disappeared.

But I’m still with her, you know, I’m a sort of metonymic trope, a relic and substitute as well.

That’s why I take some andromorphic dolly attitudes with my fingers; one becoming the back bone and the head, the other 4, becoming my limbs, you know????

I have to represent her, in a memory of her.

- I see, said Akan, we have to help you to find this missing doll.

It’s vital for both of you.

that’s the only way to recover for you.

You’ll find peace and relieve when you’ll be reunited.

Please stay calm and avoid any stress.

I know it’s quite impossible because it depends on the life of missing doll, but please be confident, we’re with you and we are going to help you when you come back to the Tower.

All the team was reinforced by the arrival of a new (mutilated) member, which was weak at this stage, but very responsive to what happened here and out there in the dark, where runaway thief doll was in danger.

Alice Odilon. Copyright Novembre 2010


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