your cut is the deepest (trying to love you again as before)

my masculine voice
for you



this is the end you know
lady, the plans we had went all wrong
we ain’t nothing but fight and shout and tears
we got to a point I can’t stand
I’ve had it to the limit; I can’t be your man
I ain’t more than a minute away from walking

we can’t cry the pain away
we can’t find a need to stay
I slowly realized there’s nothing on our side

out of my life, out of my mind
out of the tears that we can’t deny
we need to swallow all our pride
and leave this mess behind

out of my head, out of my bed
out of the dreams we had, they’re bad
tell them it’s me who made you sad
tell them the fairytale gone bad

another night and I bleed
they all make mistakes and so did we
but we did something we can never turn back right
find a new one to fool
leave and don’t look back. I won’t follow
we have nothing left. it’s the end of our time.

we can’t cry the pain away
we can’t find a need to stay
there’s no more rabbits in my hat to make things right.

out of my life, out of my mind
out of the tears we can’t deny
we need to swallow all our pride
and leave this mess behind

out of my head, out of my bed
out of the dreams we had, they’re bad
tell them it’s me who made you sad
tell them the fairytale gone bad.



I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
you man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.

this is our decision, to live fast and die young.
we've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.

forget about our mothers and our friends
we're fated to pretend
to pretend
we're fated to pretend
to pretend.

I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.

there's really nothing, nothing we can do
love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.
the models will have children, we'll get a divorce
we'll find some more models, everything must run its course.

we'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
we were fated to pretend
to pretend
we're fated to pretend
to pretend.

want to see this movie. havent't found it. yet.

insomnia. these nights I'm choking with huge pieces of past.

black years
(funeral wedding)

sunt cel mai ager vânat, animalul sensibil.

bărbatul înalt îmi netezeşte

coama plină de sânge.

pe mâinile lui curge mirosul de

femele supuse şi tandreţea ca fierul topit. îmi prinde gâtul în palme

şi mi-l strânge cu tot trecutul.

urcăm drumul drept, târâm după noi hălcile anilor negri.

bărbatul înalt îmi netezeşte coama.

sunt femeia neîndulcită, dinţi strepeziţi

şi talia înfăşurată în jurul lui ca un bici pe armăsarul cabrat.

departe în faţă se luminează a moarte.

copyright text: ligia pârvulescu

a special place this evening - chez marlene

Am fost realmente impresionata, si asta nu-i deloc usor. Pareri online:

"Am calcat pentru prima data in Chez Marlene.
E la piata Sfantul Stefan, intr-o vila dichisita (galbena). Putine mese, totul discret. Atmosfera frantuzeasca, pian, vesela si tacamuri deosebite.

Mobilier cu patina timpului, patefoane, poze vechi cu Marlene Dietrich, tacamuri din argint, muzica veche si buna (edith piaf, canzonete, louis armstrong, etta james). Restaurantul are doua etaje - la parter sunt doua sali mai mari, iar la etaj 3 camere care functioneaza pe post de separeu ( 3 mese fiecare, o pianina, candelabre).
Servirea este impecabila, mancarea exceptionala, patronul - bucatar - shef, fan Marlene Dietrich, scolit la Paris - se ocupa direct de prepararea fiecarui fel de mancare.
Preturi mai mult decat maricele, dar mancarea dementiala: crema de ciuperci nu are nici o legatura cu nimic altceva, supa de rosii cu bucati mari de mozzarela e un deliciu.
La felul doi am incercat un muschi de vita cu sos de fructe de padure, care m-a lasat absolut fara cuvinte. In primul rand nu am reusit sa il termin, cred ca avea 400 de grame, si pregatit corect, suculent si gustos, nu ca talpile de prin alte parti. Ciupercile gratinate erau de fapt ciuperci umplute si gratinate.
Piureul comesenilor era batut cu unt si lapte - l-am gustat si mi-a parut rau ca nu am cerut si piure ca garnitura, in fine, ce sa zic, pentru o seara in doi este locul ideal.
Nu il recomand pentru o iesire cu prietenii, pentru ca muzica aia frantuzeasca iti taie venele. Sau ti le lasa lungi.
Si inca un mare minus - se asteapta foarte mult, totul se face pe loc. Dar asta poate fi si o virtute."

my style

Adam se intoarce acasa noaptea tarziu. Eva, care il astepta fara sa
doarma, il ia in primire:
- Te vezi cu alta femeie, nu-i asa?
- Nu fi proasta, tu esti singura femeie de pe Pamant, ii raspunse el.
Mai tarziu, in timp ce dormea, Adam se trezeste gadilat pe spate.
- Ce faci acolo ?
- Tu ce crezi...? Iti numar coastele.

(while thinking of a decision for us)

când sunt paralizat în toate plăcerile astea şi nu simt nicio plăcere
când strâng pleoapele până mă dor şi sunt încă aici
când nu mai încap înăuntru

sentimentul ăsta toate gândurile astea înghiţite toate cuvintele astea nespuse

nu ai vrea să mă vezi aşa nu ai vrea să fii prin preajmă îţi jur
aş trece prin tine ca printr-o ceaţă te-aş risipi
ca o lumină rece tăioasă sunt iubito

e o stare de veghe prin câmpuri de stuf îngheţate o luciditate sticloasă
e o ghemuire sub ape între stâncile molului o tristeţe perfectă
e o sângerare frumoasă din care creşte ceva un altfel de eu
care vede prin beznă care vede prin ziduri care trece prin oameni
care păşeşte pe stâlpi pe copaci
care doarme la ţărm între păsări sălbăticite lângă răsărituri

ne vedem într-o lume mai bună iubito
iubirea asta e doar o altă fundătură o altă masturbare în doi
şi eu sunt nou sunt limpede niciodată nu m-am simţit mai sigur pe mine decât acum
mă simt de parcă aş fi peste tot

acesta care stă între voi care pare că priveşte în gol învăluit de o tăcere lucioasă
sunt eu cel mai puternic eu care aş fi putut fi

(by victor pelivanov)

wedding
natural born...furious (two of a kind)

feeding on each other

I just discovered alexandrina hristov - great music to drink to

la femme qui t'aime
arthur balogh - contrabas

It's all coming back to me now
That strange and almost endless dream
Where I was you and you were me
You opened up your eyes and I could see
That you were falling from the world
As aimless as a shooting star in orbit around me
Thinking I was somebody else
And terrified to look at me and see yourself, well...

You are like a dream
And I am just a trip that you are on
When the trip is over you will go back
To the places that you once beloved
You will look for comfort there
And when you do you'll find that it has gone
That is when you'll dream a dream
Where I am you and you are me
And then you'll know my love

So don't be afraid
Your heart is in me
And it's racing so fast now
Cause everything we ever were or ever will be
Is shapeless as a changing cloud
Your letter written on the sky
I'm needing now to read it through my eyes
When you see just what I see
Then tenderly watch it change
And just let it be

Cause I am like a dream
And you are just a trip that I am on
When the trip is over I will go back
To the places that I once beloved
And I will look for comfort there
And when I do I know it will be gone
That is when I'll dream a dream
Where I am you and you are me
And then I'll know your love

...so quiet now...

This is just some trip that we are on
When the trip is over we will think of this
As someplace that we once beloved
When I find no comfort here
I'll look again to find it in your arms
That is where I'll dream a dream
Where I am you and you are me
And that's where I know love

so hard for me to make a choice for us (loving each other) - for t





[whatever it might be - NOT about christianity, but about spirit]

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
forever.

(psalm 23:4)

something special - two beautiful songs for me (courtesy of philippe)
& good poetry / photography

great - at a drink :)))

INFOCARE = transformare in foca
GHINIOANE = varianta moldoveneasca pentru ardelenescul "Bine, Ioane"
IMPRASTIERE = rezultatul procesului prin care betivii se fac prastie
BIZAR = zar dublu
MACEL= mac mic
MICROSCOP= scop marunt
INVIORAT = prevazut cu vioara
LESINA = pe unde merge "le tren"
MERITORIU = teritoriul ocupat de livada de meri
RATEU = pateu din carne de ratza
SCARABEU = cetatean ce locuieste la bloc, la scara a doua; din aceeasi familie de cuvinte se cunosc scaraceu si scaradeu.
TRACTOR = actor cu mult trac
TUTUN = a-a-arma de-de-de a-a-artilerie
TZURTZUR = sunetul soneriei, iarna
BATALION = fratele mai mic al plutonierului Batal Gheorghe

[(dex courtesy of bogdan :)]

cel mai mult mi-au placut lesina, scarabeu si tzurtzur :))

good campaign - clip courtesy of raluca :)

pictures of me & a song (15 may)

I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
that I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
thatI almost believe that the pictures are all I can feel

remembering you standing quiet in the rain
as I ran to your heart to be near
and we kissed as the sky fell in holding you close
how I always held close in your fear

remembering you running soft through the night
you were bigger brighter and whiter than snow
and screamed at the make-believe screamed at the sky
and you finally found all your courage to let it all go

remembering you falling into my arms
crying for the death of your heart
you were stone white so delicate so lost in the cold
you were always so lost in the dark

remembering you how you used to be so drowned
you were angels so much more than everything
oh hold for the last time then slip away quietly
open my eyes but I never see anything

if only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held onto your heart
if only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
all my pictures of you

looking so long at these pictures of you
never hold onto your heart
looking so long for the words to be true
but always just breaking apart
my pictures of you

there is nothing in the world that I ever wanted more
than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world that I ever wanted more
than to never feel the breaking apart
of my pictures of you

a very amateur video by me :)))
[this night, me and dana banu in big mamou at our friend's show (ştefan mardale)]

below - a real video :)

"21" - a good movie



...and I guessed well the switch of action at the important point (the REAL deal), which means I am wicked. just a little bit :) :P

“Poetica reveriei” – Gaston Bachelard

După primul volum (“Poetica spaţiului”, în traducerea Irinei Bădescu), “Poetica reveriei” încheie proiectul de a transpune în română cea de-a doua coordonată majoră - alături de epistemologie - a operei lui Gaston Bachelard: poetica de joncţiune între o psihanaliză a spaţiilor şi a materiei şi o filosofie a imaginaţiei. Reveria nu este atât una a formei, consideră Bachelard, cât una a materiei.
În reverie, fiinţa este în întregime difuză în lume, iar lumea, la rândul ei, pătrunde pe nesimţite în fiinţa umană.

"requiem for a dream" - a tribute to an excellent film

a song with my name....



Adrienne


I've been thinking about you, my love
And all the crazy things that you put me through
Now I'm coming around, throwing it back to you
Were you thinking of me when you kissed him
Could you taste me when you licked his skin


All the while I showerd you with trust and promises
What I'm needing now is some sweet revenge
To get back all that I lost then
I gave you all I had to give, but I could never reach you


Oh, Adrienne, I thought I knew you
Once again, you used me, used me
Adrienne, I should have left you
Long before you used me, used me up


Spent my money, drove my car
I treated you like a shining star
But in my sky all burnt out you are
And I'll have the last laugh, when I see you walking with
some other guy


'Cause I know you're gonna end up all alone
So take these words, some good advice
All you've done's gonna come back twice
You never cared how much it hurt, I really need to tell you


Oh, Adrienne, I thought I knew you
Once again, you used me, used me
Adrienne, I should have left you
Long before you used me, used me up


What I'm needing now is some sweet revenge
To get back all that I lost then.
I gave you all that I had to give, but I could never reach you


Oh, Adrienne, I thought I knew you
Once again, you used me, used me
Adrienne, I should have left you
Long before you used me, used me up

"plastination unveils the beauty beneath the skin,
frozen in time between death and decay"
(gunther von hagens)

donating my body for art [after many many years from now - my mother made me swear I wouldn't do it earlier :)]

my opinion - this is truly ART

honogurai mizu no soko kara





I saw this very good movie some years ago in a cinema and I want to see it again, but I haven't found it yet

my new henna tatoo

photos (not many) from my holiday (26 April - 5 May)

Turkey



my hooves :)


inside out / the room


a room with a view...




efes on a sunny afternoon (lazyin' like a cat)













Vama Veche (only 5 May)


a seaside beauty :)




...and her twin sisters :D




bad luck / brain


...and the Romanian business offer :))


new paintings on the walls



preparing for the season



a kind of snow

copyright photos: ligia pârvulescu

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