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Walking on foot brings you down to the very stark, naked core of existence. We travel too much in airplanes and cars. It’s an existential quality that we are losing. It’s almost like a credo of religion that we should walk.
There is, of course, something inherently romantic—if not heroic—about the extreme solitary explorer enveloped by nature. The very image of Herzog on foot recalls the iconic 19th-century paintings of Caspar David Friedrich, especially his Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog, with its lone figure staring out at the wide vista above the clouds.
'Truth itself wanders through the forests,' Herzog writes near the end. Yet here he embroiders his memories for effect: The vast swath of geography between Munich and Paris is littered with industrial towns and cities.
Once he comes out on the other end, traversing the deforested Champs-Élysées (“We were close to what they call the breath of danger”), Herzog emerges victorious.
― Of Walking in Ice: (Munich-Paris, 23 November–14 December 1974)
by Werner Herzog
I'm not sure if i've ever suffered an existential crisis on the level that this man is currently having to deal with. Sure, I've had some strange notions from time to time but this guy's desperation at his inability to tell his lovely lady that they aren't really lovers and are, in fact, just stencils is somewhat heartbreaking. Life can be tough, can't it?
It's a very different experience painting outside in winter compared to summer. It's freezing cold, wet and windy and you have to finish by 4pm as it's pitch black.
No sooner had we got our stencil up and begun applying the very expensive UV reactive white paint to the boards that the rain sweeps in and washes it all straight off. What fun.
Our idea was to paint the boards up so they'd look good in normal light but would really kick when you put UV light on them. Despite the inclement conditions we eventually prevailed. Albeit a day later than planned...
Cheers
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The more I learn about myself, the more I fear myself. I’m told I should remain neutral. A Switzerland of the mind.
Walking on foot brings you down to the very stark, naked core of existence. We travel too much in airplanes and cars. It’s an existential quality that we are losing. It’s almost like a credo of religion that we should walk.
There is, of course, something inherently romantic—if not heroic—about the extreme solitary explorer enveloped by nature. The very image of Herzog on foot recalls the iconic 19th-century paintings of Caspar David Friedrich, especially his Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog, with its lone figure staring out at the wide vista above the clouds.
'Truth itself wanders through the forests,' Herzog writes near the end. Yet here he embroiders his memories for effect: The vast swath of geography between Munich and Paris is littered with industrial towns and cities.
Once he comes out on the other end, traversing the deforested Champs-Élysées (“We were close to what they call the breath of danger”), Herzog emerges victorious.
― Of Walking in Ice: (Munich-Paris, 23 November–14 December 1974)
by Werner Herzog
It is no secret that, in many parts of the world, the dearest wishes of
childhood are considerably more existential than in other countries. To
contribute to providing survival basics for people in need, this year,
packaging expert SIG has decided once again to support a relief project
instead of giving business associates expensive Christmas gifts. The
company is helping the United Nations children's relief project, UNICEF,
with a Christmas donation of 80,000 EUR.
UNICEF's relief project in the Sudan is called Water is life. In the
Sudan, in the north-eastern corner of Africa, extreme water shortage is
a feature of everyday life for most people. More than half of the
country's rural population has no access to clean water. Recurrent
droughts cause the water supply system to collapse time and again. Many
children suffer from diarrhoea, worm infestations and inflammation of
the eyes - mostly caused by polluted water.
SIG's donation will be used in the Kordofan region, which is
particularly badly affected. UNICEF is building wells and sanitary
facilities in the region. With the help of the SIG donation, UNICEF will
be able to drill five wells, catering for 2,000 people, and equip them
with sturdy hand-pumps. "In addition, our donation will be used to equip
five schools with separate sanitary facilities for girls and boys, to
improve sanitation", says Dr Josef Collin, Head of Corporate Services at
SIG in Linnich, who has been personally involved with humanitarian aid
projects for many years. On a number of occasions, he has initiated
major projects on SIG's behalf, to support people in emergency in
cooperation with UNICEF, and has been on-site to report on the progress
of the projects. It was in this way, for example, that SIG supported
UNICEF's 'School in a box' project with a Christmas donation in 2003.
This donation provided study materials for 26,400 children in
Afghanistan.
"As an international group of companies, social responsibility is a
given for us. That's why we've been supporting various relief projects
around the world for years", says Rolf-Dieter Rademacher, CEO of SIG.
This is how the link with UNICEF was first established. UNICEF works
throughout the world to provide children with their basic needs for
survival. With regard to their ongoing development work, the
organisation mainly focuses on health, balanced nutrition, clean water,
education, HIV/AIDS and shelter. At the forefront of the relief work
activities are caring for AIDS orphans, and the fight against
mother-to-child transmission of the AIDS virus. In addition, UNICEF
works to support children affected by war, refugee children, child
soldiers, child labourers, and displaced and trafficked children, and
the organisation campaigns to reduce poverty.
Poetry, in combination with harmony, can embellish the soul and ignite a sparkle so real which will never burn out. Together they form an intricate and rhythmic bond that refurbishes the existential nature of one’s soul. In unison, poetry and harmony strive to accomplish what is so crucial to survival. They are systematically woven in tandem, enabling the mind to foster a network of intense placidity. When poetry and harmony entertain the soul, they delineate a momentum of divine ensemble … it is resurrection at its zenith.
Why does poetry enamor with boundless structure that which is immeasurable and intangible? Why does poetry seek to restore that which is destructible and lost? Poetry tends to iron out the creases, envelope the empty spaces and metabolize one’s body. In doing so, it enlightens the mind, softens the pace of a beating heart and fine tunes the brain to a rhythm, a juncture, a conducive benevolence, where one is mesmerized by a sunrise and bewitched by a sunset.
We are destined to live a whole and rewarding life. There are those occasions when our lives can turn tumultuous and turbulent. In these times, it would be worthy to slow down our pace and restore harmony and tranquility by reaching for that favorite poem. We have the capacity to disable the turmoil in our mind by shutting out that which is the cause of agitation and chaos.
Laura Simoes
People who have the official Loki figure, please let me know if you think this is the same head or if i got a knock-off. i really like him anyway, i'm just sort of curious how good the knock-offs are. for the record i thought i was buying an actual official head like how they separate figs up into parts for kit-bashing. it was $30... so if it was fake, i was cheated a bit, but nothing earth-shattering. i still feel happy to have a good likeness for so little when i didn't need the whole costume, etc. and i wanted to put him on a smaller body anyway.
Walking on foot brings you down to the very stark, naked core of existence. We travel too much in airplanes and cars. It’s an existential quality that we are losing. It’s almost like a credo of religion that we should walk.
There is, of course, something inherently romantic—if not heroic—about the extreme solitary explorer enveloped by nature. The very image of Herzog on foot recalls the iconic 19th-century paintings of Caspar David Friedrich, especially his Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog, with its lone figure staring out at the wide vista above the clouds.
'Truth itself wanders through the forests,' Herzog writes near the end. Yet here he embroiders his memories for effect: The vast swath of geography between Munich and Paris is littered with industrial towns and cities.
Once he comes out on the other end, traversing the deforested Champs-Élysées (“We were close to what they call the breath of danger”), Herzog emerges victorious.
― Of Walking in Ice: (Munich-Paris, 23 November–14 December 1974)
by Werner Herzog
I know you saw this before, but I decided liked the slide-film version better. Bigger.
Random note... as a college kid visiting Norway I got to see the The Scream and "Madonna", two paintings that were stolen in 2004 out of the Munch museum in Oslo. Glad they were recovered, though it sounds like they got a bit trashed.
I am having trouble sleeping this night/morning and I thought of the healing powers of the flickr community. I figure it certainly can't hurt...
My brother, Kent is going through some really hard times right now--financially, emotionally, mentally, spiritually, existentially, the whole gamut. He is the youngest of the four of us. As such, he really got the brunt of a lot of messiness in our family--my mother's mental illness, my parent's divorce (he was 16), and on and on. He is having a really difficult time dealing with the death of our Mom this past May. He has had some really unhealthy coping mechanisms in the past (and still does to a lesser extent) but he is trying really hard and cannot seem to get out of the horrible cycle he has been in for so long.
He really is a genius---such a quick mind and so incredibly creative with his writing, drawing, and wood burning. He is also so very generous with whatever he has and has such a deep and warm heart albeit very scarred.
All of us have been trying to help him in whatever ways we can, but I thought I would open it up to everyone to give you the opportunity to send some positive vibes his way.
~Thank you!!
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All My Friends by Counting Crows
***This song has always reminded me of Kent---not just the waiting for a girl part but the waiting for part---especially the last 2 lines.***
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NTM2Zkjk4dg
thought i might get a rocket ride
when i was a child but it was a lie
that i told myself when i needed something good
at 17 had a better dream
now i'm 33 and it isn't me
but i'd think of something better if i could
all my friends and lovers leave me behind
i'm still looking for a girl
one way or another
i'm just hoping to find a way
to put my feet out in the world
caught some grief from a falling leaf
as she tumbled down to the dirty ground
said i shoulda put her back there if i could
but everyone needs a better day
and i'm trying to find me a better way
to get from the things i do to the things i should
all my friends and lovers leave me alone
to try and have a little fun
one way or another
i'm just wish i had known
to go out walking in the sun
find out if you were the one
do you wanna come a little closer?
do you wanna dance with me?
do you wanna hum a little harder now?
can you see her waiting there?
can you see her? cause i'm almost there
can you see her waiting there for someone like me?
all you want is a beauty queen
not a superstar
but everybody's dream machine
all you want is a place to lay your head
you go to sleep dreaming how you would
be a different kind if you thought you could
but you come awake the way you are instead
all my friends and lovers shine like the sun
i just turn and walk away
one way or another
i'm not coming undone
i'm just waiting for the day
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0y1sTkgkfxM
Shoot location: The Photographer's Workshop slurl.com/secondlife/Trapper/97/78/3
June 29, 2017 - Aspen, Colorado, USA: Aspen Institute Ideas Festival:
438 - Pandemics and the Existential Threat to Global Security (Priority)
Ron Klain, Lisa Monaco, Nancy Sullivan
Moderator: Tommy Vietor
St. Regis Hotel Ballroom
5:30 - 6:30 pm
Photo by Ian Wagreich
Hours have passed and I have seen
The terror I am stuck between
Who I've been
And who I'm thinking
I could be
I have been working a lot this week and for some reason I am extra exhausted. I am so happy it is Friday! I think being a barista is making me not only fatter but more sluggish since I overdose on espresso daily. I am also at a serious crossroads as to where I am going in my life... but I guess aren't we all?
APRIL 13, 2023 WASHINGTON DC. WORLD BANK GROUP/ INTERNATIONAL MONETARY FUND 2023 SPRING MEETINGS.
Accelerating Development in an Age of Global Crisis
The existential threat of climate change, impacts of the COVID-19 pandemic, the Russian invasion of Ukraine, persistent high inflation and increased fragility have injected volatility and uncertainty into the global economy – a reality that may continue for a while. The panel of speakers explore central questions around what it will take to address some of the most critical issues of our time including climate change, food insecurity, pandemics, and increasing fragility and poverty.
Axel van Trotsenburg, Senior Managing Director, Development Policy and Partnerships, World Bank Group; Amina Mohammed, Deputy Secretary-General, United Nations; José Antonio Ocampo, Minister of Finance and Public Credit, Colombia; Leila Benali, Minister of Energy Transition and Sustainable Development, Morocco; Ahmed Ogwell Ouma, Acting Director, Africa Centres for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC); Daniel Zelikow, Chair of the Governing Board, Development Finance Institution, J.P. Morgan. Photo: World Bank / Simone D. McCourtie
Hey! Stop gawping and move along! I'm sure the chalkboard opposite is trying to talk to me. Do you know how hard it is to get a date when you're nailed to a wall?
Les Mains Sales de Jean-Paul Sartre par Philippe Sireuil
au Théâtre de la place des Martyrs
Bruxelles
" Les Mains Sales" de Sartre : étonnant, beau, drôle, décapant, actuel. P. Sireuil magicien.
Mort, le théâtre politique ? Ennuyeux, le théâtre engagé, dopé à la philosophie existentialiste ? Philippe Sireuil et une remarquable troupe de comédiens suisses et belges font des "Mains Sales" un coup de poing violent… et drôle, dans une actualité politique sinistre.Dans mon souvenir (vraiment très ancien, Sartre n’est plus à la mode depuis belle lurette), ce règlement de comptes entre deux communistes, le pragmatique et l’idéaliste, dans un contexte de guerre froide, était "daté". Mais la mise en scène de Philippe Sireuil nous rafraîchit la mémoire et fait découvrir les facettes insoupçonnées de ce beau texte, aux registres multiples.
Au centre, le meurtre d’un dirigeant communiste “réaliste”, Hoederer, par un jeune idéaliste, Hugo…manipulé par un dur du parti. Hoederer, à la fois stalinien et pragmatique, un “social- traître”, comme on disait, est prêt à composer, provisoirement, avec de vieux fascistes, pour mieux installer ensuite, le communisme.. La femme d’Hugo, Jessica, séduite par la maturité de Hoederer fait basculer le "destin". Attentat politique ou passionnel ?
Le pays “imaginaire” de l’action fleure bon son Europe centrale, souvent alliée objective du fascisme, pendant la guerre 40/45, avant de basculer dans le communisme : c’est “la” racine de la guerre froide.(1945/1991)
Politique, morale : message brouillé.
Alors, seulement historique, anecdotique, dépassée, cette histoire de “collaboration avec l’ennemi” et de règlement de comptes politique ? En Europe le démembrement récent de la Yougoslavie et l’actuelle guerre d’Ukraine mais aussi le retour d’influence et parfois l’arrivée au pouvoir d’une extrême droite nationaliste, sans compter le cynisme financier généralisé, redonnent intérêt et vigueur à ce débat entre “morale” et “politique”.
C’est toute l’habilité de la mise en scène de Sireuil : sans faire éclater le cadre initial, il lui donne une intensité et une sensibilité actuelles, “sans forcer”.
Un thriller politique, une comédie, un mélo tendre, une esthétique intelligente.
La scénographie de Didier Payen d’une beauté efficace permet au grand "luministe" Sireuil de glisser d’un climat à l’autre, dramatisant l’action comme un roman policier, l’éclairant ensuite d’une douceur érotique, ménageant des surprises par le déguisement et le parler hilarants des gardes du corps, dont Thierry Hellin, irrésistible, caricature de ces bourreaux masqués qui envahissent nos télés…réalités. Caricature aussi la “négociation” entre fascistes et communistes, dominée par un Itzik Elbaz “construit”, comme les autres, par une géniale artiste costumière, Anna Van Brée. Enfin les changements de décor s’accompagnent de citations cinématographiques, de Truffaut au western, autant de clins d’œil très “justes” pour éclairer le texte de Sartre. Tous ces contrastes ménagent des surprises bienvenues et donnent à la réflexion politique de base un phrasé et un rythme étonnants.
Une interprétation transcendante.
Mais surtout la distribution transcende la pièce en donnant à la discussion politique et morale une belle intériorité. Ils ont des idées mais ce ne sont pas des abstractions, comme on le reproche souvent à Sartre. Le duo Hoederer/Hugo trouve en deux comédiens suisses, Joan Mompart-Hugo et Roland Vouilloz-Hoederer, une incarnation vibrante et une curieuse fascination réciproque. Le tourmenté angoissé, Hugo, n’est pas si éloigné du “réaliste” Hoederer et le final achèvera de les réconcilier. Enfin le rôle de Jessica permet à la jeune Berdine Nusselder de donner toute la mesure de son talent. D’origine hollandaise, formée à l’Insas, elle parle le français avec l’accent charmeur de Jane Birkin avec la blondeur pulpeuse craquante de Marylin Elle passe en douceur de son statut de femme enfant capricieuse à celui de femme libre et responsable. Une grande performance.
Philippe Sireuil redonne donc à Sartre force, beauté et humour. Incontournable.
Christian Jade (RTBF.be)
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My existential dread flared up again and my mood sank. Doing this quick photo edit helped a bit. On the bright side, my hands have been drawing with more precision.
Meet the Diablo GT, done by Kyosho in 1/43rd scale. A lovely effort and as usual, it can be found still for a reasonable price.
It also has an opening engine cover!
I'm beginning to see that I gravitate toward this angle on a lot of my models.
The more I learn about myself, the more I fear myself. I’m told I should remain neutral. A Switzerland of the mind.
Walking on foot brings you down to the very stark, naked core of existence. We travel too much in airplanes and cars. It’s an existential quality that we are losing. It’s almost like a credo of religion that we should walk.
There is, of course, something inherently romantic—if not heroic—about the extreme solitary explorer enveloped by nature. The very image of Herzog on foot recalls the iconic 19th-century paintings of Caspar David Friedrich, especially his Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog, with its lone figure staring out at the wide vista above the clouds.
'Truth itself wanders through the forests,' Herzog writes near the end. Yet here he embroiders his memories for effect: The vast swath of geography between Munich and Paris is littered with industrial towns and cities.
Once he comes out on the other end, traversing the deforested Champs-Élysées (“We were close to what they call the breath of danger”), Herzog emerges victorious.
― Of Walking in Ice: (Munich-Paris, 23 November–14 December 1974)
by Werner Herzog
Walking on foot brings you down to the very stark, naked core of existence. We travel too much in airplanes and cars. It’s an existential quality that we are losing. It’s almost like a credo of religion that we should walk.
There is, of course, something inherently romantic—if not heroic—about the extreme solitary explorer enveloped by nature. The very image of Herzog on foot recalls the iconic 19th-century paintings of Caspar David Friedrich, especially his Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog, with its lone figure staring out at the wide vista above the clouds.
'Truth itself wanders through the forests,' Herzog writes near the end. Yet here he embroiders his memories for effect: The vast swath of geography between Munich and Paris is littered with industrial towns and cities.
Once he comes out on the other end, traversing the deforested Champs-Élysées (“We were close to what they call the breath of danger”), Herzog emerges victorious.
― Of Walking in Ice: (Munich-Paris, 23 November–14 December 1974)
by Werner Herzog
We still have a long way to go to reach equality in this country of ours. Take what you may from this shot. See it as light and dark blending together, see it as light and dark struggling for dominance, see it for how it makes you feel.
When I spotted this scene, the first thing that popped into my head was the juxtaposition of light and shadow defining our everday existence. Of how we, as a society, believe that we have attained equality, and how far we truly are from it. Race, religion, social status, wealth. I am no activist, far from it, actually. Something just sparked an inner flame on this Sunday morning, and I had to get this on 'film'
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