July 12, 2015 / 09:51
One feels inclined to say that the intention that man should be “happy” is not included in the plan of “Creation.”
SIGMUND FREUD, Civilization and Its Discontents
October 4, 2014 / 00:00
My son is one year old. Here is he, standing next to his sisters in the zoo, looking at the hippo:
If you can’t see where hippo is, so this is the close up:
When I had only one child I went to a shrink. Once we started to talk about artists and their lives. I mentioned how it is usually a bohemian lifestyle, alcohol, drugs and madness. She didn’t agree, saying it is a dangerous idea, and lifestyle can be anything you want it to become. As an example, she mentioned Rembrandt, who had a loving family, big house and a lot of clients. I went home and read Rembrandt’s biography. Which is finishes with: «…As often happens in the history of art, in spite of his brilliant talent, Rembrandt died in poverty and loneliness, forgotten, useless master.»
I am, of course, not Rembrandt, but wondering, if one can become a really great artist without paying the price of madness, drugs, alcohol, disappointment in the end.
May 14, 2014 / 14:33
My daughter Romy expounded yesterday her theological theory:
— God, he is not only in the sky. He is inside us. For example, inside Itay there is a Very Little God. Inside daddy there is a Big God. Inside me? Inside me there is an Average God. And inside grandpa there is an Old God.
I remember, in her age Michelle explained me her theory:
— God is a Moon. He is watching us from the sky, and these who don’t behave, he puts in car accidents.
May 1, 2012 / 22:37
Yesterday it was my last day at work. For almost 12 years (brutto) I came to this BN studio where I worked as a senior designer. I loved my job, and even now, after I quit, I still love it. But… I just want to do something else. In different tempo. Perhaps, will take the art path more seriously? I face the unknown and feel excited. And tonight I go on a short trip to Prague. To meet friends, to drink beer and to think, what to do now with my life.
May 1, 2012 / 17:20
April 15, 2012 / 01:19
this is how I imagined the Moon landscapes, when I was a child.
few more pix
April 24, 2011 / 21:09
Came back from Bruxelles where I’ve visited my friend Karin who lives there. Some photos:
I keep asking myself: why, why am I hate so much being back from abroad? I liked my life pretty much before I left. So why all I see for the few first hours is one big uncontrolled mess? The only comforting point is that I already know from the «previous chapters»: the time will pass by, and I’ll like everything back. Even though the mess will stay.
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