Saturday, February 07, 2009

so much depends then, upon distance: whether people are near us or far from us

la ultimul curs, cineva a venit sa ne invete cum sa fotografiem oameni. desi ma asteptam la cu totul altceva, intr-un final mi-am dat seama ca am plecat, totusi, cu ceva acasa: convingerea ca e bine sa apesi pe buton si sa faci o poza de cele mai multe ori cand ai ceva viu in cadru. 
cu ocazia asta mi s-a confirmat si o decizie mai veche: aceea de a nu mai refuza "tinerii" mai mult sau mai putin binevoitor care striga dupa mine pe strada si imi cer sa le fac si lor o poza.
hm 





Monday, February 02, 2009

She Fights For Her Life


(oren lavie - her morning elegance)

Sun been down for days
A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in its case

Soon she's down the stairs
Her morning elegance she wears
The sound of water makes her dream
Awoken by a cloud of steam
She pours a daydream in a cup
A spoon of sugar sweetens up

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows

Sun been down for days
A winter melody she plays
The thunder makes her contemplate
She hears a noise behind the gate
Perhaps a letter with a dove
Perhaps a stranger she could love

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
Where people are pleasently strange
And counting the change
And She goes...
Nobody knows

Sunday, February 01, 2009

white stare

"...for what could be more serious than the love of man for woman, what more commanding, more impressive, bearing in its bosom the seeds of death; at the same time, these lovers, these people entering into illusion glittering eyed, must be danced round with mockery, decorated with garlands".

(v. woolf - to the lighthouse)



Sunday, January 18, 2009

he's not alone. yet

aseara am vazut reconstruction a doua oara. mi-a placut mai mult decat prima oara, si daca n-as fi la serviciu acum, l-as vedea si a treia oara. imi place cum vorbesc personajele. asta nu inseamna neaparat ca imi place limba daneza, ci mai degraba felul in care articuleaza cuvintele si cum le pronunta, ca si cum fiecare cuvant ar fi cel mai important cuvant, ultimul de pe lume.

si daaa ce mult mi-a placut melodia.

...

"That's how it always ends. A bit of magic, a bit of smoke. Something floating.

But it doesn't work without the necessary push. A bit of laughter, a man... a beautiful woman and love. Let's start over. At the beginning, it was man alone.

No, he's not alone. Yet".

daca nu as fi la job, acum as fi acasa si m-as uita la film sau as citi. ma intreb cat de sick e atitudinea asta. oare ce viata mai ramane pentru mine, daca elimin toate vietile pe care le urmaresc sau le descopar in alti oameni, reali sau fictivi? niciuna? hmmm m m m


e ciudat ca abia dupa ce am scris postul asta mi-am adus aminte ca mai scrisesem odata aici despre el. pf.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

The Truth is Out There

IMDB: "Two FBI agents, Fox Mulder the believer and Dana Scully the skeptic investigate the strange and unexplained while hidden forces work to impede their efforts".

in x-files, David Duchovny isi acopera ochii cu mainile si se incrunta pentru a se apara de lumini puternice 70% din serial, iar Gilliam Anderson petrece la fel de mult timp strigand "Mulder!" sau "Mulder?". 
cand eram mica si ma uitam in fiecare vineri seara la Pro TV la Dosarele X, ma tot intrebam de ce isi spun unul altuia Mulder si Scully, in loc sa isi spuna Fox si Dana. acum pare totul mult mai natural. 
Duchovny e tanar si charming, are o suvita pe frunte, ochii foarte albastri si pierduti si un zambet stregaresc aproape constant. Anderson tipa prea des, se imbraca prea ciudat, si are tocuri care nu-mi plac. in schimb, e mereu speriata, si atitudinea o prinde bine. 
vazut in 2009, la peste 16 ani de la lansare, x-files e un filmulet naiv, cu cliche-uri prea mari, dar simpatic si optimist. 
surpriza cea mai mare: pe imdb, serialul are nota 9,1. si, ciudat, dar chiar mi se pare ca o merita :)



Wednesday, January 14, 2009

home

in cartea lui murakami, el se minuna pentru ca ea ii ascundea lucruri si ii spunea ca nu are sens sa se intample asta. o cunoaste de atat timp, ii cunoaste fiecare centimetru al corpului, ce ar mai putea avea de ascuns? ea ii spune ca celulele din corpul nostru se innoiesc in fiecare luna. si ca toate lucrurile pe care le-a invatat despre ea pana acum, in momentul asta sunt pentru ea doar amintiri.
mi s-a parut trist.
cu sau fara nicio legatura, imagini:










the music the music the music

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my morning jacket - christmas curtain
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my morning jacket - lowdown
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Friday, January 09, 2009

pentru alex

dureroase fotografii cu masinutza intreaga, dar el a insistat. oricum, lovitura e pe partea cealalta. si o sa se faca bine. e la doctor, la caldura si la adapost. and away from me. so she'll be just fine for a while...




Monday, January 05, 2009

Sunday, January 04, 2009

ta naa

normal ca-l stie toata lumea. dar ce conteaza?
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