Watch the Polar Bears! LIVE

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With Tundra Buggy Cam – Pearls of the Planet – Polar Bears – explore.


Romanian article…

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This week, my Kitchen games post is a rather lazy one. I made an elaborate soup this very Friday, but the description of it’s process will be detailed in the next week’s post.

We have a saying in Romanian which goes something like this: “the eyes behold, the heart desires…”

I’ll translate some of the text later, one day… ūüėČ In the meantime, you can enjoy the photos that speak all:

5 Deserts that You Must Try at Least Once in Your Lifetime

to have in Vienna

Amateur Art Critic (1) – once again about Leonid Afremov

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Because Mr. Afremov was nice enough to accept my friend request on Facebook and also to invite me to stroll through his Virtual Exhibition and share my thoughts in the Critics discussion page of his newest November paintings, here I am, an amateur critic, more like a little elephant in a China shop, sharing¬†the¬†feelings I got by contemplating the painting below, titled “Old Vitebsk”.


            The shadows of the night engulf everything in a cool, velvet slumber and one poor soul is guided to find shelter under a tall and welcoming arched doorway by the warm, friendly light of a delicate wrought iron street lamp.

¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†Though the long strokes of the “night” colors suggest a strong wind and a wild storm, it’s striking to notice the peace and comfort so easily suggested by the milder strokes of the warm colors spread by the single light source – a street lamp which is a landmark for civilization.

¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†What intrigues me is the rather ambiguous silhouette in the bottom left corner. It may be a woman, heading towards shelter, but she stands straight, not bending to protect herself from wind and rain. Indeed it looks like she has covered her head with something, but there’s also an illusion that the silhouette may have angel wings…? This would transcend the painting into an even higher spiritualized symbolism. Or it may be that the rain has just stopped, that is why she doesn’t appear to be in a hurry. Her long dress and the street lamp make you feel like you’ve travelled back in time, though such images are still familiar in “old towns” all across Europe. Also, the silhouette is placed right at the intersection of shadow and light (albeit the reflection of both onto a wet pavement).

¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†I always love how Mr. Leonid Afremov details the street lamps and other wrough iron structures, his amazingly vivid skies and most of all, his “invisible, happy rain”. All his paintings which have reflections of wet pavement/watery surfaces, even obvious clues like umbrellas, are never gloomy nor leave you a chilling feeling. For him, unlike for most people, rain is a cause for joy, not at all a discomfort. You forget all about muddy shoes, wet feet, damp clothes and other nasty things that usually come with a rainy day when you look at the “happy rain” paintings. Even if it’s autumn, it is always warm, vibrant and positive in Mr. Afremov’s thematic universe.

I’m simply in love!

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Looking for an illustration for one of my shower songs I discovered the amazing art of Mr. Leonid Afremov, a contemporary painter:

Here’s a whole series of his works.

Or simply visit his personal website and, if you can afford it, buy one of his paintings. And let me know once you have it at home, I might invite myself to admire it in person.

I just added to my rather impossible wish list to, one day, own an Afremov. The one above is a favorite, but it’s probably already in a private collection.


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It’s my birthday today.

I’ve just published my first book!

It’s an adventure children ‘s novelette for which I also made the illustrations and the entire layout and cover art.

A HALLOWEEN TREAT available for purchase@

and very soon also on in both print and kindle.

Here’s a little preview on my FB profile.

This is a dream come true and the best B-day present so far. It’s right up there, with the 17’th b-Day, when I gave myself the exquisite pleasure of memorizing Hamlet’s monologue. Yeah, I still know it and I’ve “performed” it on several occasions, including a HALLOWEEN costume party, where I went as the troubled Prince of Denmark.

Les Yeux des Pauvres…

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May 2010, I was in Cannes with the ScriptEast Workshops and took some time to try my hand at photography…

The glamor of the Film Festival brings a harsh contrast to this poor old lady from Bosnia. With aching feet and worn out clothes, she leaned on a cane and held out a paper cup, silently asking for alms.

Not many people took notice of her. Nicely dressed, they were all in a hurry to catch the evening’s attractions. She reminded me of Baudelaire’s prose poem “The Eyes of the Poor”, hence the title.

I was exhilarated and grateful because earlier the same evening I saw Jodie Foster and Mel Gibson walk the red carpet. So I put in her cup all the money I had on me that instant. Roughly the amount to buy 2 warm sandwiches in Cannes, or to eat for a whole week in my part of the world.

Yet, I wondered, if I had more… would I even have stopped?

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Welcome to this playground!

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Vicious, malicious kids are not allowed.

This is a place for fun and all things nice

that make us in our daily lives forget the wheel of time.

No, not an opium to our sense of measure,

but one mere meaning to its restlessness.