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btw Siboney je naziv pesme iz soundtracka od 2046. Izvodi je Connie Francis.

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Ne pitajte šta možete učiniti za svoju zemlju, pitajte šta ima za ručak.
Orson Vels

Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way.
from The Books of Bokonon, Cat's Cradle

I stumbled out of bed
I got ready for the struggle
I smoked a cigarette
And I tightened up my gut
I said this can't be me
Must be my double
And I can't forget, I can't forget
I can't forget but I don't remember what

I'm burning up the road
I'm heading down to Phoenix
I got this old address
Of someone that I knew
It was high and fine and free
Ah, you should have seen us
And I can't forget, I can't forget
I can't forget but I don't remember who

I'll be there today
With a big bouquet of cactus
I got this rig that runs on memories
And I promise, cross my heart,
They'll never catch us
But if they do, just tell them it was me

Yeah I loved you all my life
And that's how I want to end it
The summer's almost gone
The winter's tuning up
Yeah, the summer's gone
But a lot goes on forever
And I can't forget, I can't forget
I can't forget but I don't remember what

Pixies - I Can't Forget
(Leonard Cohen cover)


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Davno je to bilo. Sada je Nađenjka već udata; udali su je, ili je sama pošla - svejedno, za sekretara plemićkog masalnog fonda i sad već ima troje dece. Ono, kako smo ja i ona nekad išli na sankanje i kako je vetar donosio do nje reči "ja vas volim, Nađenjka" nije zaboravljeno; za nju je to sad najsrećnija, najnežnija i najlepša uspomena u životu.
A meni sad, kad sam postao stariji, nije više jasno zašto sam izgovarao one reči, zašto sam se šalio...

Anton Pavlovič Čehov - Šala

20.04.2008., nedjelja

L' homme qui aimait les femmes

Koliko paralelnih svetova postoji istovremeno a da ne znaju jedni za druge?

Miroslav Tichý was born on 20.11.1926 in Nětčice, a Moravian village in what is now the Czech Republic. As a student of the Academy of Art in Prague, in the late 1940s he embarked on a very promising artistic career, painting and drawing. However, his life changed radically after the Communist takeover. Tichý rebelled, and in the end spent a total of eight years in prison camps and jails. He finds his own freedom elsewhere, as an outsider, off the beaten track – mocked, scorned and ignored. Despite, or perhaps because of, the complete lack of interest and indifference of those around him, despite his cultural and social isolation, in the 1970s and 80s Tichý produced a highly original, formally sophisticated photographic Suvre.


O njemu sam prvi put čitao na LimbicNutrition blogu. Još o njemu ima ovde, ovde i još na puno mesta na Internetu. Možda budemo te sreće da jednom vidimo izložbu njegovih fotografija.

During many years Tichý wandered the small Moravian town of Kyjov in rags, pursuing his obsession with the female form by secretly photographing women in the streets, shops and parks with cameras he made from tin cans, children's spectacle lenses and other junk he found on the street. He would return home each day to make prints on equally primitive equipment, making only one print from the negatives he selected. His work remained largely unknown until 2005, when he was 79 years old.


Tichy’s working methods have little to do with conventional artistic praxis. His camera at the ready, he would observe the daily round of the female population of his native town, in a matter of seconds snapping shots from his hip, and instantly concealing the strange device again. The result of those forays are shots of women at the market, in the swimming pool, at work, in pubs, in the streets and public squares...


Sve o njemu je zapanjujuće. I fotografije, i životna priča, i aparati koje je koristio... I to kako je sada čuven... a šta li su o Miroslavu Tihom mislili sugrađani za njegovog života? Čudak, ludak, klošar, voajer, bludnik? Šta je on mislio? O čemu je sanjao? Da li je ikada prestao da sanja? Da li je bio srećan?

Ranije sam pisao kako bih voleo da imam sposobnost da trajno zabeležim stvari što vidim. Da ih fotografišem tačno onako kako ih vidim, da zabeležim i sliku i atmosferu. Eto, Miroslav Tihi kao da je imao baš to umeće.

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