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My Inspiration for April 2018

30 Apr

This April was an explosion of beauty with a touch of sadness; a perfect combination. The most beautiful things that I read were James Joyce collection of poems “Chamber Music” and Nathaniel Hawthorne’s “The House of the Seven Gables”. Amongst other things, I read Milan Kundera’s “The Joke” which I didn’t enjoy that much. My thoughts wandered to the cliffs of San Francisco (Kerouac took me to that adventure), white blossoms, warm shining Caribbean sunsets, paintings of Egon Schiele, Pierre Bonnard and Edouard Vuillard, lyrical and dreamy words of Botticelli and Giorgione, Winslow Homer’s watercolours of turbulent blue seas. I had a mini Renaissance regarding the Manic Street Preachers. Pink and red and lilac. Smell of lilac trees in the air, softness of spring sunshine and flower petals flying in the air. Birds on the window. Silver dandelions so alluring in the grass. Sunsets ever so beautiful, in colours of amber, candy floss and lavender. Nature is dreaming and I with her.

“Bewildered, burning with love, mad with sadness.” (Arthur Rimbaud)

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My Inspiration for March 2018

31 Mar

This March I was inspired by Millais’ portraits of wistful girls (the first and the last picture in this post), Frank W. Benson’s Impressionistic summery idylls of girls in white dresses and straw hats gazing at endless blue skies, Jane Birkin’s style, Mary Cassatt’s sketch-like pastel portraits of chubby-cheeked children, poems by Anna Akhmatova, Sylvia Plath’s “Letters Home” and a few short stories by Nathaniel Hawthorne; I am really interested in reading letters and short stories at the moment. I pressed snowdrops and made acquaintance with a weeping willow tree, and the soundtrack of my wild times would probably be Debussy’s Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun. A man tired of Debussy is a man tired of life, I say!

“To see in death a dream, in the sunset a golden sadness.”

(Jorge Luis Borges, from “The Art of Poetry”)

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Winter Cherry (by Akihiro Satoh)

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Robin and sparrow, by Paul Beech

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Green Bridge of Wales, by Sion Esmond

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“Skeleton Flowers” become transparent when it rains, when the leaves dry out they turn back to white, by John Evans

Juliette Lamet by Melanie Rodriguez for Melle Ninon.

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Story Aesthetic: Snow, Flower Petals, Cold Chambers

5 Mar

These days I have been finishing a story that I originally wrote two months ago, and I had to refresh my mind about things that inspired me in the first place so I collected the pictures that, assembled together, represent the mood of the story. Everyone likes to see pretty pictures, right?

Bridge over freezing water ~ Amanda Owen

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My Inspiration for February 2018

28 Feb

I spent this February half in reality, and half daydreaming of spring which, I feel, will never come. Snow will never melt, I will never see flowers bloom and apple trees blossom, and my heart will wither like the dried flowers I am keeping as a decoration from last summer. There is magic in snowflakes, but not much in cold weather so I can’t be happier that March is knocking on the door. I have daydreamed of flower fields, birch trees in summer dawns looking ever so gentle, white gowns in Impressionist paintings, daisies opening their little heads in the morning, blushing when greeted by the tall dandelions. I reread Natsume Soseki’s Tree-Cornered World which helped me appreciate even the beauty of winter, and Bruges-la-Morte by Georges Rodenbach which was short but very macabre and amazing! My biggest artistic infatuation were The Cure’s albums Disintegration and Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me.

“See my lonely life unfold
I see it everyday.”

(Alice Cooper, Ballad of Dwight Fry)

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Photo by Ellen Tyn (@liskin_dol).

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My Inspiration for January 2018

31 Jan

If I cannot hold flowers in my hand, gaze at them rapturously in my vase, inhale their dazzling perfume carried by a soft breeze in dusky pink twilight, then I can at least fill my imagination with many and many pictures of them! This beautiful mellow January I was inspired by astrology, melancholy maidens and pine trees, tulips, birch trees, and lilac dresses, fawns and secret gardens, interviews by Camille Paglia (I love that woman!), Edvard Munch’s paintings with themes of love and alienation, The Wild Geese by Ogai Mori, Emily of New Moon by L.M. Montgomery, The La’s. I watched a new film “England is Mine” (2017) about Morrissey’s youth. I loved it but I think it’s a film that only the die-hard fans will understand because it portrays Morrissey’s introverted youth, his early scribblings and hardships, and it doesn’t really say much about The Smiths as one would expect. There is a song I can’t get out of my mind: Sorry to Embarrass you by Razorcuts! I’ve read Arthur Schopenhauer’s essay Metaphysics of Love, and I am almost finished with Erich Fromm’s The Art of Loving; I agree more with Fromm’s views of love. And the painting you see bellow, Melancholy in Pink by Pavel Petrovich Troubetzkoy is my favourite painting at the moment!

“Which is better cheap happiness or sublime suffering?” (Dostoyevsky, Notes from the Underground)

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“La Llorona” by Daniel Vazquez

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Helmsley Walled Garden, North Yorkshire, England, by Jane Sebire

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Cerney House Gardens, Gloucestershire, England

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Tulip valley by Erik Sanders

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My Inspiration for December 2017

31 Dec

Between restlessness and rapture, I found quite a few artistic gems this month: Franz Kafka’s “Letters to Milena” and Tindersticks’s album “Curtains” (1997): melancholic violins and the singer’s baritone are so inspiring for daydreams and it awakens the sweet melancholy and longing that’s perfect for writing, Rococo’s delicious nudes and David Hamilton’s dreamy portraits, “The Look of Love” (2013) with Steve Coogan is a biopic of Paul Raymond who opened UK’s first strip club and published porn magazines “Men Only” and “Mayfair”. I loved it! It’s funny, slightly provocative, has a great soundtrack, has Steve Coogan in it, and groovy 1970s fashion, do you need more? At the moment I also love listening to Al Green, Marvin Gaye, Supremes and Curtis Mayfield’s album “Superfly”; that’s music for the soul! And a bit of Syd Barrett, always! The main source of joy these days was reading L.M. Montgomery’s “Anne of Avonlea”: one cannot be miserable while one is reading about Anne’s cheerful adventures and idyllic life on Prince Edward Island.

What I want in the next year, for myself and everyone who reads this: more flowers, more poetry, more writing, painting and daydreaming! Have a happy 2018!

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photo by Laura Makabresku, Melancholy (2017)

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photo by Natalia Drepina, The mask of faceless cold

 

My Inspiration for November 2017

30 Nov

In November I continued to be enamoured by Laura Makabresku’s wonderful photographs, but I also couldn’t resist David Hamilton. Well, I can’t resist anything that is dreamy and takes me to another world. Even though I wasn’t particularly interested in photography before, this month I discovered two photographers whose pictures perfectly capture my aesthetic at the moment: Nishe and Natalia Drepina. I finally watched the film Frida (2002) and I thought it was wonderful. I’ve been inspired by Paul Gauguin’s reveries of tropical paradise in vibrant colours and nude beauties, Katherine Mansfield’s letters and Anais Nin’s Journal or Love: Incest. At long last, I got my hands on Bret Easton Ellis’s Less Than Zero which reveals the shallowness of Los Angeles society in the 1980s: a bunch of rich kids doing nothing. Nihilism and narcissism in full swing. I also developed a fascination with white lace lingerie, I love looking at pictures of girls wearing it. So romantic and Edwardian! November is a sea of melancholy; visiting graveyards, walking in moonlight and tending to my herbarium whilst listening to Tindersticks and Nick Cave is pretty much the only thing I did to keep my head above the water. Seeing the old grey tombstones covered in amber coloured leaves, the church tower protruding through the pinkish mist that descends earlier and earlier; that is the most exquisite thing November has given me.

Can you hear December knocking quietly on the door? She is a maiden full of promises, dressed in red velvet, she walks gracefully and smells like pines, her breath is cold snow.

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Nothing is pure anymore but solitude. by Jessie Martinin

The sight of Chopin’s grave today, 1st of November, All Saint’s Day.

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