sobota 29. decembra 2012
nedeľa 23. decembra 2012
chrismas unicorn
a zase, dajme si kus desnej vianočnej náladičky
http://radiofm.sk/novinky/hudba/1314-stahujte-vianocny-darcek-fm
http://radiofm.sk/novinky/hudba/1314-stahujte-vianocny-darcek-fm
štvrtok 20. decembra 2012
streda 19. decembra 2012
pondelok 17. decembra 2012
nedeľa 16. decembra 2012
sobota 15. decembra 2012
piatok 14. decembra 2012
štvrtok 13. decembra 2012
utorok 11. decembra 2012
nedeľa 9. decembra 2012
The Decemberists: NPR Music Tiny Desk Concert
Prvy krat ich vidim nazivo. Velmi sympaticki, co poviete? Ak mate cas tak si popocuvajte, aj ked ako background music.
sobota 8. decembra 2012
It is a quote, but anyway
Man sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived.
C)
dnes som bola v galérii/knižnici na výstavu
Mestom posadlí
bola tam báseň
" Když radostí není dosti,
raduju se z maličkostí,
představím si třeba kdyby,
lidé žili jako ryby. "
:)
Woody Allen : You will meet tall dark stranger
mala som škoricovú vafľu
a aha, nejaká pekná fotka cudzincov
s pozdravom
Mestom posadlí
bola tam báseň
" Když radostí není dosti,
raduju se z maličkostí,
představím si třeba kdyby,
lidé žili jako ryby. "
:)
Woody Allen : You will meet tall dark stranger
mala som škoricovú vafľu
a aha, nejaká pekná fotka cudzincov
s pozdravom
piatok 7. decembra 2012
utorok 4. decembra 2012
sobota 1. decembra 2012
štvrtok 29. novembra 2012
Edinburgh labyrinth
The labyrinth is an ancient archetypal pattern found in many cultures around the world dating back more than 4000years. The design of the Edinburgh Labyrinth is based on the 13th century labyrinth laid in the floor of Chartres Cathedral in France.
Unlike the maze it challenges the mind with blind alleys, dead ends and choices to be made labyrinths have only one clear, winding paths leading you from the outer edge into the centre and back out again. Walking the path offers a unique space to slow down, still the mind and explore the inner landscape of the soul.
Walking the labyrinth:
- when you enter the labyrinth you can trust yourself to the simple path ahead and begin to slow down. As you walk to the centre, let it be a time to release the thoughts and feelings preoccupying you. Allow your mind to quieten.
- when you reach the centre be still. It is a place to openness and receiving
- as you return along the same path reflect on any insights and connections that may have come to you and begin to integrate new insights and possibilities in to your life.
For some the experience of walking the path may offer a renewed sense of well-being and inner peace. Others may use it to focus on a particular question or issue. For others it will be primary a path of mediation or prayer. There is no right or wrong way to walk a labyrinth. Use it in whatever way is helpful for you.
The Edinburgh Labyrinth is a path of welcome for those of all faiths and none.
streda 28. novembra 2012
At Castle Boterel
As I drive to the junction of lane and highway,
And the drizzle bedrenches the waggonette,
I look behind at the fading byway,
And see on its slope, now glistening wet,
Distinctly yet
Myself and a girlish form benighted
In dry March weather. We climb the road
Beside a chaise. We had just alighted
To ease the sturdy pony's load
When he sighed and slowed.
What we did as we climbed, and what we talked of
Matters not much, nor to what it led, -
Something that life will not be balked of
Without rude reason till hope is dead,
And feeling fled.
It filled but a minute. But was there ever
A time of such quality, since or before,
In that hill's story? To one mind never,
Though it has been climbed, foot-swift, foot-sore,
By thousands more.
Primaeval rocks form the road's steep border,
And much have they faced there, first and last,
Of the transitory in Earth's long order;
But what they record in colour and cast
Is - that we two passed.
And to me, though Time's unflinching rigour,
In mindless rote, has ruled from sight
The substance now, one phantom figure
Remains on the slope, as when that night
Saw us alight.
I look and see it there, shrinking, shrinking,
I look back at it amid the rain
For the very last time; for my sand is sinking,
And I shall traverse old love's domain
Never again.
Thomas Hardy
utorok 27. novembra 2012
pondelok 26. novembra 2012
streda 21. novembra 2012
nedeľa 18. novembra 2012
EAT WELL
moje dnešné lukratívne menu.
totiž takto ovocno-zeleninovo v tejto dobe nejem vôbec. absolútne to zanedbávam, ale tak, snažim sa.
avokádo, pomaranč (?) (improvizácia namiesto citrónu), redkvičky, mozarella
skúšala som rôzne variácie. môžem osvedčiť akurát že redkvičky, mozarella, rezance idú k sebe dobre :-D
takže ešte raz- moje dnešné veľmi lukratívne menu. môže sa volať Odtiene bielej.
sobota 17. novembra 2012
Brian ENO
via FM
"V dejinách modernej hudby je len málo autorov či skupín, ktoré by stáli za vznikom celého nového žánru. Tak ako sú Kraftwerk považovaní za zakladateľov novodobej elektronickej hudby či Bill Haley za prvého rockera, Brianovi Enovi sa pripisuje ambient.
Brian Eno pôvodne pôsobil ako člen glamrockovej Roxy Music, s ktorou vo vlasatých 70. rokoch dosiahol slušné úspechy. Koncept ambientu začal vznikať v r. 1975, pričom legenda hovorí, že ho objavil počas núteného pobytu v nemocnici po autohavárii. Nič na svete však nevzniká samovoľne. Takže aj za ambientom nájdeme množstvo vplyvov od klasickej hudby po zvukových experimentátorov, pričom k mojim obľúbeným patria najmä John Cage a Phillip Glass. "
štvrtok 15. novembra 2012
a friend of mine wrote me a poem.
brilliant
To my dearest walrus, hare and deer,
I wish grand birthday out of fear,
let's be trivial, let's be junk,
play as we were sort of punk.
Happy sweaters, sipping tea,
green pancakes with mint and pea,
couscous jumping cascades through,
burnt up kitchen with our crew,
holding always golden crown,
ruling whole a joyful town.
Full of colours, like in dream,
giant lakes filled with cream,
love would have a chocolate feel,
swinging like an electric eel.
So let's unite all the nations
lay down the quilts, combinations
as lawns become your stations
Spread your arms, soak up...
Congratulations!
brilliant
To my dearest walrus, hare and deer,
I wish grand birthday out of fear,
let's be trivial, let's be junk,
play as we were sort of punk.
Happy sweaters, sipping tea,
green pancakes with mint and pea,
couscous jumping cascades through,
burnt up kitchen with our crew,
holding always golden crown,
ruling whole a joyful town.
Full of colours, like in dream,
giant lakes filled with cream,
love would have a chocolate feel,
swinging like an electric eel.
So let's unite all the nations
lay down the quilts, combinations
as lawns become your stations
Spread your arms, soak up...
Congratulations!
utorok 13. novembra 2012
nedeľa 11. novembra 2012
Clara, z Mexika, moja najblizsia dusa v Brazilii,vcera zavesila toto na nas blog
SÁBADO, 10 DE NOVIEMBRE DE 2012
Day of the dead.
Here in Mexico we have a celebration in November 2nd where we celebrate the people that we use to admire or love that are now dead. This special day its called Day of the dead. We celebrate dead as something good and a feeling that we are not afraid of, something that we can't avoid. We remember and celebrate with love the people that are not anymore around us.
This is a big celebration in our culture, we even take 2 days off from school. The center of the city gets full of offerings that are like tables full of flowers, food that the death one liked to eat, things that he or she liked to do and other things that conforms the traditional offering. There are some really beautiful ones, and this year I was so so so angry that I didn't got the chance to go and look at them, but anyway there are a lot of these offerings around the city, in houses, schools or just people that want to make them. Because of the offerings needs lots of flowers, some weeks before the fields gets full of beautiful flowers that smell so nice. There is one typical type of flower that we use that is called "flor de muerto" there lots of colors of this flower and its so so beautiful to see them all in the feels, making beautiful the world as all the other flowers. I really love flowers.
Me and my family, we don't use to put this offerings every year, but we decided to do it this year. I have been loving this weather and time, I really love autumn, so I was so looking forward to do it. So, Ivana, I hope you don't take this as something bad and I totally understand if you don't like or understand this celebration, a lot of people from other parts of the world have called us "crazy" because they don't understand this celebration or they think its creepy or stupid, other people think its nice and interesting, so here it is.
This year my mom decided to do the offering in honor of my grandparent (his dad) and I also wanted to include your mom Ivana, I thought it would be a nice thing. So here it is.
Her last words "I hope the exit is happy and I hope to never come back"
Then we found a street full of people in a fair. This was outside of the cemetery, where the people went to leave flowers to their loved ones. There was so much food and things to look at.
We continue exploring our city seeing boyfriends, flowers, interesting restaurants, people, feeling the wind in our faces, feeling the cold in our skins. I like to admire this curious and beautiful country of mine, full of fancy and expensive places, full of funny, humble and full of things that can't be explain easily. I love it and hate it at the same time, but the reason why I want to leave this place it because I think I have discover I have a nomad heart, but I still want to find my home. This city is just my nest, the place where I was born, where I grew up and was raised, but I can't consider it home. I like to explore
More photos of that afternoon...
This is a big celebration in our culture, we even take 2 days off from school. The center of the city gets full of offerings that are like tables full of flowers, food that the death one liked to eat, things that he or she liked to do and other things that conforms the traditional offering. There are some really beautiful ones, and this year I was so so so angry that I didn't got the chance to go and look at them, but anyway there are a lot of these offerings around the city, in houses, schools or just people that want to make them. Because of the offerings needs lots of flowers, some weeks before the fields gets full of beautiful flowers that smell so nice. There is one typical type of flower that we use that is called "flor de muerto" there lots of colors of this flower and its so so beautiful to see them all in the feels, making beautiful the world as all the other flowers. I really love flowers.
Me and my family, we don't use to put this offerings every year, but we decided to do it this year. I have been loving this weather and time, I really love autumn, so I was so looking forward to do it. So, Ivana, I hope you don't take this as something bad and I totally understand if you don't like or understand this celebration, a lot of people from other parts of the world have called us "crazy" because they don't understand this celebration or they think its creepy or stupid, other people think its nice and interesting, so here it is.
This year my mom decided to do the offering in honor of my grandparent (his dad) and I also wanted to include your mom Ivana, I thought it would be a nice thing. So here it is.
I add a spicy lollypop so she can try mexican candy.
I decorated her photo with beautiful pictures of flowers that I found on magazines. Because she liked to take care of her big garden, I put a big garden hat and garden tools. There is the believe that in the night of the 2nd of november, the neath come at night and eat the food ad enjoy the things that you put in the offer. I leave her a cup with milk, cinnamon and sugar as you Ivana told me she really liked it. We have to leave a glass of water because is supposed that the death do a long journey from heaven to earth and when they arrive they are exhausted so we leave water so they can calm thirst. i left some cookies so she could enjoy them with the milk. The little sugar skull is typical decoration of the festivity. I hope you liked it, because I really liked to make it and think about you and your mom while I was doing this.
I love this time of the year, when its getting cold and you can feel that the winter is coming. Its so magical and even romantic. I think I would love to get to know the love of my life in autumn, with the crazy wind moving my hair in a gold sunset. I love this time of the year.
The other day me and my friend Irene went for an adventure in the streets of Cholula. I didn't got to see the big beautiful offerings that where put on the center on Puebla, but I got to see some small and nice ones in Cholula. There is one that was in honor of Frida Kahlo, the famous mexican painter. It was really beautiful. We call Catrina to the representation of the death, its a woman skeleton dressed with colorful or black clothes and nice dresses, with big fancy night hats. This offering was so nice because there where Catrinas representing paintings of Frida Kahlo, I hope you know her or you will not understand, if not, then thats your homework for today, go on google and see all her beautiful paintings.
Her last words "I hope the exit is happy and I hope to never come back"
Then we found a street full of people in a fair. This was outside of the cemetery, where the people went to leave flowers to their loved ones. There was so much food and things to look at.
We continue exploring our city seeing boyfriends, flowers, interesting restaurants, people, feeling the wind in our faces, feeling the cold in our skins. I like to admire this curious and beautiful country of mine, full of fancy and expensive places, full of funny, humble and full of things that can't be explain easily. I love it and hate it at the same time, but the reason why I want to leave this place it because I think I have discover I have a nomad heart, but I still want to find my home. This city is just my nest, the place where I was born, where I grew up and was raised, but I can't consider it home. I like to explore
More photos of that afternoon...
mmmmmmmmm chai latte, the best one I have ever try!
"Cholula, magic town"
I love you Ivana, Noora, Tianna.
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