Snáď mi niečo chýba
prítomnosť pár duší
v prázdnom dome bývam
niekto tam musí prísť
Myslím, že mi niečo chýba
sú príliš vzdialení ostatní
robím si vážkine krídla
môžu sa mi niekedy zísť
*Tá vzdialenosť je dostatočná
váham ju skrátiť
neprejde deň bez tých obáv
Tá vzdialenosť je dostatočná
váham sa vrátiť
a čakám, kto mi silu dodá
Viem, že mi niečo chýba
tam na prvom poschodí
a skúšam tie vážkine krídla
dnes sa mi to celkom hodí
*Refrén...
Môžem sa mýliť
v tom čo neskúsim
a tápam vo chvíli
keď zrazu nemusím...
*Refrén...
Dakujem Emilovi za link na novy album Zuzany Smatanovej..
CHCEM IST NA VSVU/VSUP NA ILUSTRACIU!!!!!!!!!
Takze makame, makame, makame.
Uz nech som home. :)
Keď si raz dôvera zlomí obe nohy,
kto bude potom za ňu kráčať vedľa nás?
Keď sa mi minú raz dve tabletky odvahy,
bude to pre mňa ťažšie u nesmelých seba nájsť ...
To, čo neovplyvním
na to si musím zvykať
a to, čo viním,
viem, že dlho nepotrvá
Tak tak.
streda 24. októbra 2007
pondelok 22. októbra 2007
Nove fotecky a esej
No deti, chceli ste, aby som tu nieco vycapila, tak sem vycapim aspon esej na communication studies. Mali sme pisat o umelcovi a pak rozobrat jedno dielo....tak tu je moj Edgar Degas a L'Absinthe:
Imagine Paris in the 19th Century. The European centre of art, entertainment, opulence and poverty…a fascinating metropolis full of contrasts, lights and the most importantly, art…
Freedom and rules, money and love, alcohol and sex…it was all mixed up together in one amazing melting pot and it was in this very city where Hilaire-Germaine-Edgar Degas was born on July 19th, 1834.
Edgar, an artist by his soul has started to paint seriously early in his life; when he was eighteen he had rearranged his room into an artist’s studio and he began making copies in Louvre.
However, being an obedient son, in November 1853 he registered into a Faculty of Law at the University of Paris as his father wanted him to be a lawyer.
In April, two years later, he received admission to the École des Beaux Arts (School of Fine Arts) where he studied drawing under the supervision of Louis Lamothe and that was when his serious artist’s career started.
In the following year he traveled to Italy where he remained for three years and the time spent in this cradle of Renaissance gave him a deeper understanding of art; during this period he actually accomplished the techniques of the so-called ‘high’, e. g. academic art that all the artists should master.
In the last years of Degas’ life he was a miserable being; almost losing his eyesight made him lose the ability to see the world through colors and the brush strokes…never marrying and outliving lots of his friends made him sad and alone. He died in Paris on the 27th September, 1917, after a life full of art and with little love.
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edgar_Degas, accessed on October 22nd, 2007)
One of his later paintings is the one that I chose for this essay – very well-known oil on canvas titled L’Absinthe, or The Absinth.
Edgar Degas, an Impressionist by heart that often slips into Realism is portraying a scene from the Parisian café life.
The composition of the painting is unusual – it is in Degas’ nature to choose amazing angles; in this case we’re voyeuring the nearest table where a couple is sitting.
The lady and the man sitting by the table look very distant; we might assume they are married for a long time and perhaps the love they felt in the past is no longer present...or perhaps they just had a very bad argument.
In any case, they’re not looking at each other; they’re not touching each other; in fact, they’re not even sitting behind one table! The lady is sitting between two tables – there’s an empty bottle on the table on her right and two glasses on her left.
Edgar Degas’ choice of colors for this artwork is relatively limited; he uses decent colors with a grayish hue; as if to portray the misery that’s visible in the lady’s eyes. He might be painting a scene from early winter morning – the light is very white, sharp and not caressing at all – in fact, it’s shining relentlessly, baring the cold silence and misery between the pair.
The only brighter colors we may find in the painting are the golden hues on the lady’s ornate jacket and on the wall behind her; the rest stays very grayish.
Her husband is wearing a deep black jacket and a hat; even his beard and moustache is black; and he looks aggravated. It’s up to our guessing whether Edgar Degas chose black in order to imply that this man is not a good one or whether it is to balance the colors…
L’Absinthe…the strongest alcohol, the “green devil” meant for the strongest drinkers…and we can see it in the smaller glass on the lady’s left. She’s the one drinking it; we do not know the reason though; we might just assume that she’s very depressed; just look into her empty, dark eyes!
Impressionism is about capturing the fleeting moments; the ever-changing moods; the lights & shadows of the particular moment.
L’Absinthe is an impressionist painting with a hint of realism – it captures the moods, the moment, the light – on the other hand, it uses black and that’s what you can never find at true impressionist paintings, such as Claude Monet’s “Water Lilies”.
In my opinion the painting is a very strong one and Edgar Degas recorded the misery perfectly…I feel depressed just looking at the unhappy lady!
Being an aspiring painter myself, I know how difficult it is to pin down the light and the emotions; therefore I can only stand in awe in front of this café life artwork that has got it all – it’s not a masterpiece just technically…it has a soul as well, albeit a depressing one.
Imagine Paris in the 19th Century. The European centre of art, entertainment, opulence and poverty…a fascinating metropolis full of contrasts, lights and the most importantly, art…Freedom and rules, money and love, alcohol and sex…it was all mixed up together in one amazing melting pot and it was in this very city where Hilaire-Germaine-Edgar Degas was born on July 19th, 1834.
Edgar, an artist by his soul has started to paint seriously early in his life; when he was eighteen he had rearranged his room into an artist’s studio and he began making copies in Louvre.
However, being an obedient son, in November 1853 he registered into a Faculty of Law at the University of Paris as his father wanted him to be a lawyer.
In April, two years later, he received admission to the École des Beaux Arts (School of Fine Arts) where he studied drawing under the supervision of Louis Lamothe and that was when his serious artist’s career started.
In the following year he traveled to Italy where he remained for three years and the time spent in this cradle of Renaissance gave him a deeper understanding of art; during this period he actually accomplished the techniques of the so-called ‘high’, e. g. academic art that all the artists should master.
In the last years of Degas’ life he was a miserable being; almost losing his eyesight made him lose the ability to see the world through colors and the brush strokes…never marrying and outliving lots of his friends made him sad and alone. He died in Paris on the 27th September, 1917, after a life full of art and with little love.
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edgar_Degas, accessed on October 22nd, 2007)
One of his later paintings is the one that I chose for this essay – very well-known oil on canvas titled L’Absinthe, or The Absinth.
Edgar Degas, an Impressionist by heart that often slips into Realism is portraying a scene from the Parisian café life.
The composition of the painting is unusual – it is in Degas’ nature to choose amazing angles; in this case we’re voyeuring the nearest table where a couple is sitting.
The lady and the man sitting by the table look very distant; we might assume they are married for a long time and perhaps the love they felt in the past is no longer present...or perhaps they just had a very bad argument.
In any case, they’re not looking at each other; they’re not touching each other; in fact, they’re not even sitting behind one table! The lady is sitting between two tables – there’s an empty bottle on the table on her right and two glasses on her left.
Edgar Degas’ choice of colors for this artwork is relatively limited; he uses decent colors with a grayish hue; as if to portray the misery that’s visible in the lady’s eyes. He might be painting a scene from early winter morning – the light is very white, sharp and not caressing at all – in fact, it’s shining relentlessly, baring the cold silence and misery between the pair.
The only brighter colors we may find in the painting are the golden hues on the lady’s ornate jacket and on the wall behind her; the rest stays very grayish.
Her husband is wearing a deep black jacket and a hat; even his beard and moustache is black; and he looks aggravated. It’s up to our guessing whether Edgar Degas chose black in order to imply that this man is not a good one or whether it is to balance the colors…
L’Absinthe…the strongest alcohol, the “green devil” meant for the strongest drinkers…and we can see it in the smaller glass on the lady’s left. She’s the one drinking it; we do not know the reason though; we might just assume that she’s very depressed; just look into her empty, dark eyes!
Impressionism is about capturing the fleeting moments; the ever-changing moods; the lights & shadows of the particular moment.
L’Absinthe is an impressionist painting with a hint of realism – it captures the moods, the moment, the light – on the other hand, it uses black and that’s what you can never find at true impressionist paintings, such as Claude Monet’s “Water Lilies”.
In my opinion the painting is a very strong one and Edgar Degas recorded the misery perfectly…I feel depressed just looking at the unhappy lady!
Being an aspiring painter myself, I know how difficult it is to pin down the light and the emotions; therefore I can only stand in awe in front of this café life artwork that has got it all – it’s not a masterpiece just technically…it has a soul as well, albeit a depressing one.
No co si myslite...? :)
Dnes som strucna....kuknite si nove fotky!
DNESOK V KL:
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sobota 20. októbra 2007
Nudaaa. Burackaaa. Lejaaak. Autaaaa. =_=
Asi mam PMS, takze bacha na to. Respektive nie PMS, ale len MS....geddit? :P
Cely den prsi...leje staby z krhly...uuu, to bolo poeticke...
Vdakabohu MY nemame na cucky nic, to auto (na picu Malaysian crappy shit) NEMA AIRBAGY, cize takisto sa mozeme vozit v konzerve s koleckami a nebude citit ziaden rozdiel. >_>
(Na niecom takomto sme isli, ak nie na tom istom; Perodua Kelisa. Precitajte si tu review, WAHAHA)
AAAAACH, NUDAAA.
Cely den prsi...leje staby z krhly...uuu, to bolo poeticke...
Mali sme s Amy buracku na dialnici a pak sme asi 89 hodin sedeli na policii, kde sa ma jeden slizky, nechutny fizel spytal kde mam manzela. AAAAHHH. Vazne vyzeram TAK staro?! *spacha samovrazdu* x_x
Ech teda...buracka...ficali sme si to po dialnici, ficali.....strasne prsalo....ficali sme prilis blizko od Toyoty pred nami (Amy jazdi ako chlap, t. j. lepi sa na auta pred nou) a zrazu Toyota zabrzdila a my sme zabrzdili, ale prilis neskoro a este ta voda k tomu.... ---> Amy ma na cucky rozbity predny pravy reflektor a mierne pokrivene plechy.
Vdakabohu MY nemame na cucky nic, to auto (na picu Malaysian crappy shit) NEMA AIRBAGY, cize takisto sa mozeme vozit v konzerve s koleckami a nebude citit ziaden rozdiel. >_>
(Na niecom takomto sme isli, ak nie na tom istom; Perodua Kelisa. Precitajte si tu review, WAHAHA)Pojebane malajzijske auta (PMA).
Mrknite si "znacku" Perodua, to je jedno z dvoch pojebanych malajzijskych aut. Ta druha "znacka" je Proton.
A kedze vsetci VEDIA, ze PMA su pojebane, ale takisto vsetci (vsetci vo vlade; je to narodne auto) vedia, ze zahranicne - rozumej europske, japonske, korejske a americke - auta su LEPSIE a LACNEJSIE, co sa vo vlade rozhodli urobit...?
Mrknite si "znacku" Perodua, to je jedno z dvoch pojebanych malajzijskych aut. Ta druha "znacka" je Proton.
A kedze vsetci VEDIA, ze PMA su pojebane, ale takisto vsetci (vsetci vo vlade; je to narodne auto) vedia, ze zahranicne - rozumej europske, japonske, korejske a americke - auta su LEPSIE a LACNEJSIE, co sa vo vlade rozhodli urobit...?
...?
Zvysit kvalitu PMA...?
NIE.
...?
Sprivatizovat PMA, najlepsie nejakym zahranicnym vyrobcom...?
NIE.
NIE.
Tak co...?
UVALIT 300%-NU DAN NA ZAHRANICNE LEPSIE A LACNEJSIE AUTA!!!!
UVALIT 300%-NU DAN NA ZAHRANICNE LEPSIE A LACNEJSIE AUTA!!!!
To je ale konstruktivne! Vynikajuce! Famozne! Fenomenalne!
Nasiera ma to skoro tak velmi ako nasi milovani malajski Felda students, cize ti "chudobni", ktori maju:
* zadarmo fees
* zadarmo fees
* zadarmo jedlo
* zadarmo bus
* zadarmo ubytovanie
AAARRGGGH
A tak byvaju v Cyber Heights (super luxusne vilky), poniky maju este aj na spodaroch (aj ked minule som videla, ze jednemu trcali Versace; si husty, bracho!) a v skole nerobia NIC, akurat balia kazdu suknu, ktora prejde okolo.
WHAT A MEANINGFUL EXISTENCE. =_=
A nasiera ma to....skoro takisto ako ti botwanski vydrbanci co ani prstom nepohnu, akurat mavaju divoke parties na intrakoch, chodia v Ralph Lauren trickach a v D&G gatoch s putkom medzi clenkami a od svojej vlady dostavaju RM3000 (21 000Sk!!!) MESACNE.
A tak byvaju v Cyber Heights (super luxusne vilky), poniky maju este aj na spodaroch (aj ked minule som videla, ze jednemu trcali Versace; si husty, bracho!) a v skole nerobia NIC, akurat balia kazdu suknu, ktora prejde okolo.
WHAT A MEANINGFUL EXISTENCE. =_=
Hmmm...
Minule som nakreslila 5 portretov podla fotiek na A4...tak ich tu ASAP vycapim...najlepsie je, ze som ich vobec nemusela kreslit, ale proste STRASNE sa mi nechcelo rozmyslat nad assignmentami. :P Hehehe.
Inak nic noveho, vyzeram otrasne, akurat tak to.
Mam zlte zuby od caju.
Mam zlte zuby od caju.
Mam ruzove alergicke vacky + kruhy pod ocami a tento humac je SUCHY. AAAH, LOVELY.
Mam nos plny malych ciernych bodiek, ale mam tie nose pore clearing strips, takze asponze to.
Mam nos plny malych ciernych bodiek, ale mam tie nose pore clearing strips, takze asponze to.
Nechty mam zazltnute, lebo som si minule dala oranzovo-cerveny lak BEZ podkladoveho. =_=
Mihalnice mam furt kratke a svetle. :P
EEEECCCH.
Ale mam velkost 38 a asi 58kg!!! :)))
A som homesick! A emotional, ale to bude spominane MS.
A chlapi su hovada, ale to bude tiez spominane MS (snad!).
No dobre, toto je STRASNE pozitivne vsetko co tu pisem, tak odfujazdim, kym nezacnete od radosti rozdavat malym detom trblietave baloniky s Mackom Pu. =_= XD
utorok 16. októbra 2007
Mesiac ticha! :)
Pardon, kacicky moje.
Este dva dni, a bol by to MESIAC co som sa neozvala.....zato som ale dost pisala emailov vselikomu, takze ASPONZE TO! ;)
Mame teraz Hari Raya volno, pri prilezitosti konca Ramadhanu a az do piatka budem s Amy u nej v Ipohu...aj ted tu som, prave pouzivam jej laptop. :)
Zle news su, ze mam dioptrie -2 a astigmatizmus a vcera som si isla kupit bryle, ktore budu hotove vo stvrtok. -_- Bezramove, dymovo-modre. Hmmm. Sa pak ukazem. :D
Asi mi je sudene vyzerat ako geek... :P
Neskor si ale asi budem musiet kupit cocky, kvoli hostesingu! Hosteska v bryloch, no to svet nevidel!!! @_@ My musime byt krasne interierove dekoracie, nie obrylene osoby. :P
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEHHH dnes som strasne homesick, nevim preco.....asi dalsia KRIZA. =_=
Tolko kriz tu furt mam, jezis! A tolko assignments este NEmam, jezis jezis jezis!! O_O
Dnes som sice hodne pokrocila s leaflet & bookmark assignmentom, ale furt mam milion veci robit.
Uz nech je koniec semestra................................................ =_=
Chceme ist pak na Pulau Tioman na 3 dni sa vyvalovat na plazi, robit si BBQ a jest tigrie krevety v miestnych mamak putikach (vonkajsie restauracie s lacnym a dobrym lokalnym jedlom).
YEAAAHHH BAYBEHH!!! :D
Odporucam, najdite si Pulau Tioman na nete, zomriete.
Potom si najdite Pulau Perhentian a zomriete NAOZAJ!
...
Prave pisem Livii, chcem s nou chodit na vytvarku ked budem tie takmer 3 mesiace doma (30. 11. ~ 22. 2.) :) Chcela som chodit v pondelok, ale asi tam bude chodit Mr. E. B. a to nevim ako zvladne moja krehka psyche - to uvidime, ked pridem kuknut buzny mercuracke do Isteru :P
TO BUDE HALUZ!!!! XD
Aaaaa okay, okay. Idem robit nieco produktivne....napr....precitat si online SME. Haaaa :D
Este dva dni, a bol by to MESIAC co som sa neozvala.....zato som ale dost pisala emailov vselikomu, takze ASPONZE TO! ;)
Mame teraz Hari Raya volno, pri prilezitosti konca Ramadhanu a az do piatka budem s Amy u nej v Ipohu...aj ted tu som, prave pouzivam jej laptop. :)
Zle news su, ze mam dioptrie -2 a astigmatizmus a vcera som si isla kupit bryle, ktore budu hotove vo stvrtok. -_- Bezramove, dymovo-modre. Hmmm. Sa pak ukazem. :D
Asi mi je sudene vyzerat ako geek... :P
Neskor si ale asi budem musiet kupit cocky, kvoli hostesingu! Hosteska v bryloch, no to svet nevidel!!! @_@ My musime byt krasne interierove dekoracie, nie obrylene osoby. :P
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEHHH dnes som strasne homesick, nevim preco.....asi dalsia KRIZA. =_=
Tolko kriz tu furt mam, jezis! A tolko assignments este NEmam, jezis jezis jezis!! O_O
Dnes som sice hodne pokrocila s leaflet & bookmark assignmentom, ale furt mam milion veci robit.
Uz nech je koniec semestra................................................ =_=
Chceme ist pak na Pulau Tioman na 3 dni sa vyvalovat na plazi, robit si BBQ a jest tigrie krevety v miestnych mamak putikach (vonkajsie restauracie s lacnym a dobrym lokalnym jedlom).
YEAAAHHH BAYBEHH!!! :D
Odporucam, najdite si Pulau Tioman na nete, zomriete.
Potom si najdite Pulau Perhentian a zomriete NAOZAJ!
...
Prave pisem Livii, chcem s nou chodit na vytvarku ked budem tie takmer 3 mesiace doma (30. 11. ~ 22. 2.) :) Chcela som chodit v pondelok, ale asi tam bude chodit Mr. E. B. a to nevim ako zvladne moja krehka psyche - to uvidime, ked pridem kuknut buzny mercuracke do Isteru :P
TO BUDE HALUZ!!!! XD
Aaaaa okay, okay. Idem robit nieco produktivne....napr....precitat si online SME. Haaaa :D
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