Tea Time with friends
Moment – Wisława Szymborska
I walk on the slope of a hill gone green.
Grass, little flowers in the grass,
as in a children’s illustration.
The misty sky’s already turning blue.
A view of other hills unfolds in silence.
As if there’d never been any Cambrians, Silurians,
rocks snarling at crags,
upturned abysses,
no nights in flames
and days in clouds of darkness.
As if plains hadn’t pushed their way here
in malignant fevers,
icy shivers.
As if seas had seethed only elsewhere,
shredding the shores of the horizons.
It’s nine-thirty local time.
Everything’s in its place and in polite agreement.
In the valley a little brook cast as a little brook.
A path in the role of a path from always to ever.
Woods disguised as woods alive without end,
and above them birds in flight play birds in flight.
This moment reigns as far as the eye can reach.
One of those earthly moments
invited to linger.
The unique “iMucha – famous collection in motion” exhibition is the most famous collection of posters and other works by Alphonse Mucha.
It presents almost 240 of the most eye-catching artefacts.
The exhibition is part of a unique international project iMucha, which is reviving and spreading the legacy and work of Alfons Mucha, world-class painter, graphic artist, designer and legend of the Art Nouveau style.
It offers a completely new view, corresponding to the technologies of the 21st century, of the world‘s most comprehensive collection of the Czech Art Nouveau master, gathered by the former number one in tennis Ivan Lendl.
The iMucha Exhibition is located inside the Municipal House of Prague (Capital of the Czech Republic).
“Well, now
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you
If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
Remember
That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
And my roots will set off to seek another land”
— Pablo Neruda
“Some day you will think of what I am going to say to you now: our friendship has no other purpose, no other reason, than to show you how utterly unlike me you are.”
― Hermann Hesse, Narcissus and Goldmund
“No road will bring us together.”
“Don’t speak like that.”
“I’m serious. We are not meant to come together, not any more than sun and moon were meant to come together, or sea and land. We are sun and moon, dear friend; we are sea and land. It is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other and honor him for what he is: each the other’s opposite and complement.”
― Hermann Hesse, Narcissus and Goldmund
Roskilde Cathedral on the island of Zealand (Sjælland) in eastern Denmark is the most important church in Denmark. It has been a UNESCO World Heritage Site since 1995.
Built in the 12th and 13th centuries, this was Scandinavia’s first Gothic cathedral to be built of brick and it encouraged the spread of this style throughout northern Europe. It has been the mausoleum of the Danish royal family since the 15th century. Here, 39 Danish kings and queens lie in sarcophagi and monuments. The graves date to the Viking age with the burial of Harald Bluetooth (987 AD), all the way to the future monument for the current Danish Queen Margrethe II.
Rafał Wojaczek – I can be silence
I end in your eyes
I can be silence
I end in your dream
The last echo is silence
It’s the place
where your sight ends
Sleep blinds me
spark of the heart
I end in your heart
Through sleep, through you
I drag myself
towards my death
Rafał Wojaczek – TO TOUCH …
To touch the rain, to find that it rains
Not the rain, but the dust falls from the moon
To touch the wall, to find that the wall
Is not a wall, but a curtain of clouds
To bite a slice, to find that the rye
Ate the rats and that the baker also died
To sip of water, to find that the well
Dried up, and all the other sources too
To say a word, to find that voice
Is a scream and that no one cares
In Greenbelt Feeling
longing…
“I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
Write, for instance: “The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance.”
The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don’t have her. To feel that I’ve lost her.
To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.
What does it matter that my love couldn’t keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.
That’s all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.
As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.
The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.
I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.
Someone else’s. She will be someone else’s. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.
Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.
Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.”
— Pablo Neruda
“I heard you were a player , okay , lets play a game.
We’ll flirt, play fights, talk 24/7, say goodmorning and goodnight every day, give each other nicknames, hang out, talk on the phone for hours, take cute pictures together, make promises to each other and hold each other.
And whoever falls in love first, loses.”
― Lyla Tyela Belikov
“and i said to my body. softly. ‘i want to be your friend.’ it took a long breath. and replied ‘i have been waiting my whole life for this.”
― Nayyirah Waheed
“Don’t Just
Don’t just learn, experience.
Don’t just read, absorb.
Don’t just change, transform.
Don’t just relate, advocate.
Don’t just promise, prove.
Don’t just criticize, encourage.
Don’t just think, ponder.
Don’t just take, give.
Don’t just see, feel.
Don’t just dream, do.
Don’t just hear, listen.
Don’t just talk, act.
Don’t just tell, show.
Don’t just exist, live.”
― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
“Graffiti has long been considered unaesthetic graffiti by large parts of society. Street art superstars such as Banksy have made art in public spaces more and more important.
A development that the three young artists from wandART are also observing: “People no longer see graffiti as something frowned upon, but you can also see that if you invest time, something beautiful emerges – and above all can remove the gray walls that you have everywhere ».”
TELEBASEL NEWS – 17th Februar 2020, Andri Mahler
“How did that start with your art? “As a two-year-old, of course, I started drawing,” replies George, grinning mischievously: “We all started out as drafters, didn’t we? Most of us just stopped doing it. ” George, on the other hand, has retained his childish creativity to this day.”
BASELLIVE MAGAZIN – 21th October 2020, Janine Wagner
The Black Diamond building was completed in 1999 as an extension to the historical building of the Royal Library, conceived in 1906 by architect Hans Jørgen Holm, located in the heart of Copenhagen and overlooking the city’s harbor.
Designed by Danish practice Schmidt Hammer Lassen Architects, the 226,000 square foot extension houses six reading rooms of the library, the exhibition galleries of three museums: the National Museum of Photography, the Museum of Danish Cartoon Art, and the Danish Museum of Book, a 600-seat auditorium-concert hall, a cafe, a restaurant, a bookshop, workshops, and administration offices, and a roof terrace.
The center takes its name from the peculiar polished black granite cladding of the two main buildings which compose it. A large glazed atrium connects the two parts and accommodates most of the center’s public functions. The extension is linked to the old building through a glazed skywalk.
Clad in black granite, the extension to the Royal Library is known as the ‘Black Diamond’ – with its clean-cut lines and glittering polished surfaces, the library is one of Copenhagen’s architectural gems.
The Royal Library in Copenhagen is the national library of Denmark and the university library of the University of Copenhagen. It is among the largest libraries in the world and the largest in the Nordic countries. It was founded in 1648 by King Frederik III, who contributed a comprehensive collection of European works and opened to the public in 1793.
The Royal Library includes an almost complete collection of all Danish printed books back from 1482. It also holds a large and significant collection of old foreign scholarly and scientific literature, including precious books of high value and of importance for book history, including a rare copy of the Gutenberg Bible.
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