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Three colour screen print
35×50 cm
Limited edition of 98
Printed by Squeegeeville and Monostereo.
Available in my store.
I asked him politely, but he didn't want to move aside a bit (he was also very far away and didn't hear me), I'll try to make a better photograph later.
Aalscholver/Phalacrocorax carbo/Cormorant. The Hague, Solleveld, 27 February 2019.
Treat everyone with politeness, even those who are rude to you - not because they are nice, but because you are.
~Author Unknown
This place is a head wreck--to put it politely. Try to remember the feeling of 95 degree air clamping onto your skin, hot in your lungs; the sweat pouring off your face and back. 'Cause that's what the car temp gauge still read as we arrived. But our brains looking at the blinding white expanse and skirts blown horizontal in the wind expected it to be a frigid winter day; somehow compromising by interpreting the temp as a balmy early spring day. So bizarre! The head wreck didn't end there. No shadows and no color=no depth! Sunglasses didn't make it any better, just darker. It was impossible to tell exactly what might be white and what might be grey--kinda like a constant inner argument over whether the dress is blue/black or white/gold. Other cool things I'd never experienced before: sitting on enough salt for osmosis to make my clothing wet as it tried to whither me out like a raisin. I'm rambling... but you can't see all that in this pic!
Norio eating some crab-flavored cat soup. He doesn't really like this type of soup, but ate at least half to be polite to Naomi.
This is a small faction I have in my AFOL Knight Kingdoms medieval collection, this is one of my smaller factions and right now it is inspired by many cultures from east of Feudal Europe, that is Semitic, indian, Pashtun, ottoman, arab, mores, pashas and all that from the Levant...
Café Frequenters Part 21 (XXI)
( 8th of Jan 2000, Malmö, Sweden )
Hello Lisa!
Today I am at Café Pelles (surprise!!!) I am still a bit drunk from yesterdays drunken adventures, kind of happy and Dizzy and soon speeded on coffee too...
I have to tell you this: according to Normal Standard people, my life would be at a bottom low now... the cut my telephone wire, because I couldn´t pay the bill. I have almost no money, but who cares as long as you manage to get drunk and have nice friends and one can always paint, that doesn´t cost that much and pasta is cheap in this country so I won´t starve to death...
Yesterday we were all at KB (Kulturbolaget) except for Ines, Jolly, Sture, Silva, Jonas and all those other guys who wern´t there...
Thord bought me beer all night, it doesn´t feel right, I won´t be able to repay him any time soon, I won´t have money until the end of February...
Ooh by the way did I tell you that Mr. White will Visit us here in grey Malmö this Feb.
Great!
his brother Danny and I was at an after-party in a really posh and strange apartment, the inhabitants game us sandwiches with Kaviar, Imagine Kaviar!!?
I have to ask Granny the next time I see her if she has some spare kaviar for me... I haven´t eaten kaviar for ages, I haven´t eaten any thing but pasta for ages... ha ha...
Hey Lisa! I feel really dizzy, ha ha, almost passed out there for a while...
Sister-Lisa was also at KB, she was radiating as a mighty sun as she always does, she seemed really happy...
...on the other hand Arslan was there too, he looked like a cleaning rag who had got cheated on it´s milk-money for school, he looked really depressed, poor thing, then again that is quite a common state for him...
aaah weird my head won´t stop spinning... really nice I love it, like a rollercoaster, but then again I don´t like rollercoasters...
...and you know what? my foot is sore and swollen too, was probably dancing to violent yesterday and merged it in to the disco dance-floor???
ha, ha , ha and another thing is that I almost got in to a fight yesterday...
I went for a pee on the little mens room at first I was alone then another guy came in...
I made polite conversation with this individual, then all the sudden he said: "are you making fun of me!" he blocked they way out and I could feel that he wanted to pick a fight...
Suddenly I stuck my head in to the automatic warm-air hand-dryer and then he just lookad at me an shook his head and went away... lucky for me because I hate violence...
oooh yeah a spot on my head got quite burnt, it still hurts a bit...
Still it was a cheap price to pay for avoiding violence...
Danny white is such a nice guy, yeah He was at KB too yesterday, it is a pity I didn´t got to know him earlier, but then again he was always the kid brother of Mr. White and they were always fighting, now he is a fully grown, nice, polite, guy...
Ha, Ha, Ha... look at that guy who just passed my table, he had a sport T-shirt and it said PERVERT 69 on it, cool T-shirt, he, he...
Oooh Lis, what am I gonna do if my school decides to expell me?
then I won´t have money on February either???
oooh Camilla came over to my table and said hello, I don´t think she and Mick is a couple any longer...
ha, ha, ha. the words it spreads like a forest fire in the Sahara desert...
Chriss Photo-model Girl was at KB too yesterday, I have finally managed to tell her apart from the fake clone looking like her, the fake one has her blond hair in front of her eyes, so that is how you tell them apart...
oooh god and lord and all the gods of Arseguard!
My hand started to shake like pervert in a bush, to much coffee to little food, perhaps I should go home and make some pasta...
Naaah! are we manly mice or not!
Stay and drink coffee Johnny!
Ok, yeah I will!
ooh wait I am getting far to dizzy now, better go home....
Take care my favorite pork-chop!
Hugs!
/ Johnny
Youth from the Snook SPJST Lodge dance the beseda, a historic Czech dance. The Česká beseda has the form of a quadrille, 4 pairs of dancers facing each other in a rectangular formation. The quadrille was an intricate dance routine that was very popular in High Society of France and England at the time. The Česká beseda has 4 parts, each part featuring 4 dances. In Texas, the dance is taught to the youth of the SPJST Lodges and danced as part of competitions. The dance is also be done by adults.
The Česká beseda was born in 1863 not only as a form of popular entertainment but also as an expression of Czech national pride. It was part of the Journey toward a Czech nation. During the 19th Century a spirit of nationalism engulfed Europe. During the period often referred to a The Enlightenment, and encouraged by the American and French Revolutions, Europeans started to consider seriously about overthrowing their kings, emperors and replacing them with democratically elected parliaments with real power. In Eastern Europe as well as elsewhere these democratic movements included efforts to break up existing Empires those boundaries were based on political deals and military victories and reorganize them into new nations with boundaries based on ethnic and cultural similarities.
For the Czechs, national revival meant asserting their Slavic identity and culture. For hundreds of years the Czechs and Slovaks had been unwilling members of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. The Imperial Government in Vienna suppressed their art, music, and language. Since German was the only language taught in the schools and allowed to be spoken in government offices and polite society, the Czech language was in a real danger of disappearing. Many Czechs wanted and yearned for an independent nation based on their Slavic language and culture. As the spirit of nationalism grew in Europe, the Czechs (Bohemians and Moravians) responded. Organizations founded to support sports, arts and other pursuits often had an added emphasis on moral and intellectual development which was founded in Slavic pride. The arts were used to promote the richness of their culture.
In the mid 1800's Jan Neruda was an essayist, newspaper columnist, and poet. He tirelessly promoted the idea of Czech patriotism and statehood. But besides being a prolific writer and an influential intellectual, he was a pretty good dancer.
" As the story goes, Jan Neruda disliked watching only German dances, while Czech folk dances seemed too rough to him. So he, his dance teacher Karel Link and a musician Ferdinand Heller created the Česká beseda; Link choreographed the steps to Hellerâs music arrangements. The first performance in Prague featured 24 pairs of dancers. The precise birthday of the Česká beseda is in dispute, but November 11, 1863 is the most commonly accepted date. What is known is for certain is that the dance caught on like wildfire â within a few weeks, the Česká beseda was danced by as many as 140 couples at the Žofín Palace in Prague, and after a few months the whole of Bohemia knew it." (Quote from Glenn Čada)
"The original Česká beseda was not danced to the music of a brass band, in folk costumes, as we know it today. Rather, the dancers were dressed in tuxedos and evening gowns, and whirled around the ballroom to the tunes of an orchestra. This was in keeping with the notion that Czech culture, while firmly rooted in rich folk traditions, was as high-brow as anything you might see in the fashionable salons of Paris." (Quote from Glenn Čada)
After that performance, the Česká beseda spread throughout the Old Country and was regionally modified (there is a well-known Moravian beseda, for example). Czech immigrants to the U.S. further modified it to fit their liking and circumstances, so that the dance is performed differently in Texas, Kansas, Nebraska, Iowa and elsewhere where there were Czech Immigrants. Each area has its own variations to the dance. The common element to all the besedas are these: they are all composed of a series of short dances, done to songs with varying meters (2/4 and 3/4 time) and tempos (moderate to very lively), all woven into one uninterrupted dance.
In the past few years at the Kolache Festival in Caldwell Texas, the Beseda is once more a instrument for cultural revival and Czech pride just as it was at its beginnings¦
Much of the information in this caption from the web page, The Birth of the Beseda by Glenn Čada. clarksonhistory.wordpress.com/2014/02/11/the-birth-of-the...
Gouache and Ink on Paper, 2011.
I'm sweating like a pig while I'm drawing and painting and scanning my drawings and paintings. I'm pretty sure it's gonna get cold as soon as I chop off my mop hair.
A dried thistle placed on this antique chair is a clever way to state “do not sit”.
Sir John Soane's Museum, London
Whirlabout Skipper (Polites vibex) nectarine Clasping Heliotrope (Heliotropium amplexicaule), 8/23/2024, The Landings Sparrow Field, Skidaway Island, Savannah, Ga.
Tigger patiently and politely waiting for a snack before our dinner. (We usually give Bonkers a snack to he'll calm down and not try to steal our dinner, and Tigger figured she should get a snack, too.)
I pulled away from him slowly,
Like a bandaide off a wound.
One by one
I could feel the circuits breaking
slowly disconnecting us
like a slow motion instant replay
on a Sunday afternoon.
A face I once loved
Became unfamiliar to me
Today.
A body I once hit against
In bed
From the world
Became tight and unresponsive.
It took hours
To travel from the couch
To the leather chair
Where I had left my coat.
There were pieces of him
Stuck to me
All over.
I knew if I could make it
Through the door
I could explode
Alone.
On the sidewalk to my car
And inside
A block away
I could scream with my windows up
Until it was safe
To go back to the world.
One by one
I saw the frames go out of focus
And all the love in the world
Won't bring us home.
Cause, home, afterall, was just another word for us,
And we can only be us
In a photograph
That someone could have taken
Last Christmas
If they had known
Este verdinho faz parte da cole Satin Supreme da marca. Eu comprei em 2014, junto com o azulzinho da mesma coleção, e tinha minhas dúvidas se iria gostar do acabamento, por isso ainda não havia usado.
Não sei porque cargas d'água resolvi que ele seria meu esmalte de reveillon, mas acabei achando lindo e delicado, e apesar da leve cintilância perolada (dá pra ver melhor na foto com flash dos coments), o acabamento matte impede que ele sejE creiço.
A aplicação é bem tranquila, ele não arrasta (a menos que se pincele 50 vezes no mesmo lugar) e marca muito pouco as cerdas, mas precisou de 3 camadas para cobrir bem, e talvez por eu ter usado a Base Niveladora Fortilon, que não seca nunca ainda estava bem pegajosa quando comecei a esmaltar, ele tenha ficado meio ~mole por baixo e terminou marcado em algumas unhas, por isso resolvi dar um up, e já que era para a virada, aproveitei para exprimir meus desejos de ano novo com glitter, conforme a simbologia das cores (foto nos coments), e foi assim que entrei em 2016. XD
Usei:
1x Base Niveladora Fortilon
3x Stay Polite!, P2
1x Splash, L.A.Girl --> polegares e mínimos
1x Pomegranate/Mango, Claire's --> indicadores
1x Cleópatra, PL --> médios
1x glitter sem nome n°2, (mini kit) Icing --> anulares
Norio is a very polite cat (of all seven of our cats, he is the most polite) but can get his point across strongly when needed. He's looking around the kitchen for his cat soup, which he things should have been served much earlier (as polite as he is, he has trouble with the sun rising at different times over the course of the year).