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Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Village Museum (Muzeul Satului): Wood, Windows, Stairs and Time (I)
The Village Museum
The Village Museum in Bucharest ( my favorite place ) -
is one of the most original and fascinating open air museums
and contains an unique collection of original peasant homes (they are preserved just as they were 1-2 centuries ago) drawn from around Romania.
Here you can see some details of carved wood!
Usualy I spend 4-5 hour each every two weeks. Is like a timeless journey through
history.
Pink Floyd - Time
Friday, November 5, 2010
Death of Adrian Paunescu - Moartea Poetului - RIP
30X30 cm / pastel on canvas
The Greatest Romanian Poet Adrian Paunescu died Friday morning at the "Floreasca" hospital in Bucharest following a cardiac arrest.
Cel mai mare poet al Romaniei , Adrian Paunescu a murit azi, vineri 5 noiembrie la Spitalul de Urgenta
in urma unui atac de inima.
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The Words - In Memoriam
The words, with spirals of…
…light and shade
From childlike empires
And spears thrown by
Newborn hands
Of unthought-of notions,
These words with shadows
Of nobody’s hate,
Yet hating the weakened,
They died at dawn.
The sighs of the dying,
The screams of the newborn -
As one become notions
And words of the poets…
We bow our heads
And entwine our hands
As one shade of these words
Did die at dawn…
Those words, as reborn before their birth,
Those lighted and darkened,
They bowed as the memory
Was blended with matter…
Colorblind minds.
If words had nuances,
Their colors that painted the nature
And flesh and emotions,
They flickered
At dawn as they dimmed.
The Elder
05.11.2010
Meteora (II) - Greece ( For Raymond Visan - Buddha Bar - RIP)
In memory of Raymond Visan - Buddha Bar - RIP
Info about Meteora
like waves to the shore
part of the ocean
the stars high above
part of the sky
now i drift to you
I dream of a river
a water so blue
wish I could live there
wish you were here..
like the air that I breathe
you'll always be there
the wings that I need
when I wanna fly
Buddha Bar - Wish You Were Here
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Life for Sale - Memories Series
Me
My mornings
My Breakfast
Empty faces
Don't
Help
My letters from far away
Pobeda
My Road
My Fear
My Door
Island for Sale
Mist
Advertising for Sale
Everyday Memories
Flying Hearts
Horizont
I want to fly
Love shape for Sale
Both
Running Away
Waiting for You
My Shadow for Sale
My Sunset for Sale
My Sorrow
My Walls
Pink Floyd Comfortably Numb Lyrics/Songwriters: Waters, Roger;Gilmour, David Jon
Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now,
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I'll need some information first.
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
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