Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts

21.11.09

The Beauties of Earth


As the Sun shines

throughout the day

clouds gleaming and moving slowly

amidst the blue skies in the horizon

watching birds freely flying everywhere


the moon gives the Sun's light at night

and countless stars shining so brightly

amidst the dark skies filled with hope

but silently waiting for the Truth be told

then

in our awe to look up in admiration

is down on Earth so much Life to feel

all the trees, plants, flowers, gardens

and animals as the beauty of creations


as the wonders of Nature that abounds

streams, rivers, lakes, seas

and oceans and shores,

hills, mountains, meadows

everything lives in a beautiful relationship


but more that what our eyes could see

is the people our home is blessed with

that to appreciate all creation is Love

and everflowing to protect Life there is


the same way Earth cares for us people

that with a grateful Heart we also honor

and this gives glory to God

Our Creator

as a creation who is thankful and caring


what makes people greater in meaning

is even if we are different in many ways

in Unity to become one

as a Holy Family

on Earth as Heaven is home

in our Heart!

2.11.09

Romanticism !!!

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win.
the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent...
Lord Byron

27.9.08

♥ LOVEBIRDS OR ANGELS?...

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* IT'S POSSIBLE *
TRY TO DECORATE YOUR
HOUSES AND WALLS WITH
LOVEBIRDS OR ANGELS...
These are painted by me :))
Lovebirds are for my dear friends' new house.


AND
Hazelnuts are liked and eaten in my house,
this year I did't throw their shells away and
used them on one of my picture.

Did you like my way?
IF YOU SAY "YES"
LOVE YOU ALL!
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22.5.08

♥ ABBIA TUO SOLE NEL CUORE



SORRY OR HAPPY ???
MY ELDEST BABY WILL GO TO ITALY...2.09.07
AND AT LAST! SHE IS IN ITALY 28.09.07
22.10.07 SHE VISITED AMSTERDAM...
(After Her Exams)
WHAT WILL WE DO WITHOUT YOU???
*** SHE IS "ASTRONOMY PhD" STUDENT***
AND WANTS TO BUILD A CAREER THERE !

*** GİDECEK - GİDİYOR DERKEN-
GÜNLER GEÇTİ...VE GİTTİ ***
TÜRK BİR ÖĞRENCİYE
İLK KEZ VERİLEN DOKTORA
BURSUNU KAZANAN SEVGİLİ KIZIM ŞİMDİ İTALYA'DA
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♥ MY DEAR DAUGHTER IS HERE ♥

♥ SHE'S ATTENDING UNIVERSITY IN ITALY ♥
***KAZANDIĞI BURSLA İLGİLİ BİLGİLER***
Abbia tuo sole nel cuore
Anche se nevica, esiste tempesta
Il cielo é pieno delle nuvole e il mondo é pieno delle lotte
Abbia tuo sole nel cuore
Allora lascia andare qualunque viene
Riempisce tua giornata nera con la luce
Abbia la tua canzone nelle labbre
Con le melodie allegreAnche se ti soffochi a causa delle malinconie
Abbia la tua canzone nelle labbre
Allora lascia andare qualunque vienen
Ti aiutarebbe a combattere la tua giornata piu’ sola
Per gli altri abbia qualcosa da dire
Nel dolore e anche nella malinconia
E digli tutto cio che rendrebbe allegro tua anima
Abbia una canzone nelle labbre
Non perdere il tuo corraggio
tuo sole nel cuore
E tutto andra’ bene

8.5.08

♥ CERAMIC ART...

*Making Ceramic Sculpture*
One of my friends joined Sculpture Studios - a dedicated space for teaching and making sculpture. They offer courses and workshops in small friendly classes to people of all levels of experience and ability. She said she was impressed an exhibition of ancient Egyptian artefacts from the sites of two lost cities found off the coast of Egypt six years ago.
Sculptures, tablets and everyday items are on display at the Egypt's Sunken Treasures exhibition in the museum.
They have never been on public view before.
The cities, Heraklion and Canopus, were thriving centres of business and religion for hundreds of years before being destroyed by earthquakes and tsunamis 1,300 years ago.
The cities were full of colossal statues, such as these of Egyptian god and goddess Osiris and Isis.
And I wanted to show you her art...
We all know that Figurative Sculptures set within tableaux reflect her search for serenity and the quiet moments when this inner state becomes apparent.
As a sculptor her intent is to convey a sense of the psychology of the female attribute and intuitive nature. The temporal quality of human existence is an underlying theme implicit in the choice of clay as a sculptural material. Contemplative in nature the sculptures combine sepia toned photo decal imagery with the female
*Woman in Ancient Egyptian Sculpture*
figure to picture memory and to indicate a sense of its timelessness.
Are you interested in Civilization?
Why did the ancient Egyptian civilization emerge in the Nile Valley?
Why did it last longer than the civilizations that came after it?
Why did the ancient Egyptians mummify the bodies of the deceased?
Why did the pharaohs build pyramids?
Who was Tutankhamun and how did he die?
As we approach the new millennium,
it is appropriate to look back in time to discover the origins of human culture.
Mysteries of Egypt takes us on a voyage that traverses the centuries,
with amazing views into the wonders of ancient Egypt.
Ancient Daily Life in Civilizations
Ancient Daily Life includes archaeological studies of how people lived in the past, what they ate, the houses they lived in, the tools they used. Here you'lll also find such methods of fishing and agriculture, writing and sailing, cities and farmsteads.

22.2.08

MOVIES ...

THE PATRIOT - MEL GIBSON
I like this movie too.
About a guy in the Revolutionary War.
Who makes really weird facial expressions when he runs in slow motion...
In Britain's American colonies,
the cry goes out for freedom as the air from Lexington
to the Carolinas burns hot with powder smoke and
cannon fire. But Benjamin Martin has had his fill of war.
A veteran of the fierce French and Indian conflict,
he has renounced fighting forever, retiring to his South Carolina farm
to raise his motherless children in peace.
Now the war has found his hiding place,
bringing its senseless cruelty back into his life and destroying
what he holds most dear.
And Benjamin Martin must take up arms
to fight again-to lead a makeshift army of brave farmers
and craftsmen against a relentless, overwhelming enemy
-in the blessed cause of liberty...and blood vengeance.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
PEARL EARRING...


I watched a film yesterday.
"GIRL WITH A PEARL EARRING"
It was the story of a famous painting.
Poor young girl !
Was all that she wanted being a model ?
But it was impossible to escape some dirty thoughts around her…
She felt a terrible pain when the painter pierced her ear!
A jealous wife.. and they were all lonely !
Did he only paint the Picture for Money ?
Who sent her the pearl earrings at the end?
Have you ever watched this film?

16.6.07

IS THIS LOVE ?


THE MEDITERRANEAN IS IN HARMONY WITH YOU
The stars sweat and you are sweating too
The same wet sparkle is on your nostrils
The noise of the motor boats does not stop
The dogs bark in the distance
A moment ago a child cried
A sheet is being shaken out from Fatma's window
Ali Dumdum is swearing for hours on end
The fishermen beat the sea
These sounds are like the earth swelling the silence
It is the silence garrulous of your geraniums
We lay on the veranda last night the offshore summer breeze above us
My hands still smell of thyme
It was as though
I didn't sleep with you but was wandering the mountains
I learned from you how to write of the sea
The blue pencil is always in my hand

Like a fishing boat goes out on a trip
my teacher wife goes to school
I open out behind hertracing a north wind in my exercise book
There is an island that is just shearwatersit turns and turns in my head
The days I've lived with you became a silver circle
when your sun touched my life
I found at last that smugglers' cave as you dazzled my eyes open
Death is perhaps like washing in those dark waters stolen from you,
greener than seaweed when still,
but blue after blue soaring with every fathom
I thought my losses, my débris, my alcoholic works
all belonged to this flat world
How was I to know I was on the peak of my happiness
I understood when I went out with you
You know those ancient Greek horses with their curly manesthe trees
with their projections are like them
when the day turns to evening
The Balan Peaks marchcompanies of souls march
towards the wholeness of beauty
My woman
you are in harmony with the Mediterranean.
Can Yücel

10.5.07

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

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THE BELLS
Hear the sledges with the bells,
Silver Bells !
What a world of merriment their melody foretells !
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle ,
In the icy air of night !
While the stars, that oversprinkle
All the heavens, seem to twinkle
With a crystalline delight ;
Keeping time, time, time ,
In a sort of Runic rime ,
Edgar Allan POE (1809-1849)

4.2.07

BENEATH A PHRYGIAN SKY




*The moonlight*

It was dancing On the waves,
out on the sea The stars of heaven hovered
In a shimmering galaxy
A voice from down the ages So haunting in its song
These ancient stones will tell us
Our love must make us strong
The breeze it wrapped around me
As I stood there on the shore And listened to this voice
Like I never heard before
Our battles they may find us No choice may ours to be

But hold the banner proudly The truth will set us free
My mind was called across the years Of rages and of strife

Of all the human misery And all the waste of life
We wondered where our God was In the face of so much pain

I looked up to the stars above To find you once again
We travelled the wide oceans Heard many call your name

With sword and gun and hatred It all seemed much the same
Some used your name for glory Some used it for their gain

Yet when liberty lay wanting No lives were lost in vain
Is it not our place to wonder As the sky does weep with tears

And all the living creatures Look on with mortal fear
It is ours to hold the banner Is ours to hold it long

It is ours to carry forward Our love must make us strong
And as the warm wind carried Its song into the night

I closed my eyes and tarried Until the morning light
As the last star it shimmered

And the new sun's day gave birth

It was in this magic moment

Came this prayer for mother earth

Reprise:
The moonlight it was dancing On the waves, out on the sea

The stars of heaven hovered In a shimmering galaxy
A voice from down the ages So haunting in its song

The ancient stones will tell us
Our love must make us strong!