July 15, 2010

Paradise lost

Posted in memories, portraits tagged at 11:36 pm by silivalilife

It was our last day in paradise. It was his last day too. He was laying in the bathroom, with his wings apart, his awe-inspiring antennas still barely moving.  He used to zoom in and out in the darkness, scaring the newcomers, the king of the tropical night.

 I do not want to think my feet are in his blood but there were only two of us, aside if him, cruising the bathroom that night and the chances are 50-50…
His sight was an awakening call from the two-week dream. This is when I realized I am not in paradise. We do not squish each other there, do we?


May 14, 2010

To My Old Friend

Posted in Life, memories at 12:14 am by silivalilife

Thank you for being by me for so long.

Thank you for sharing with me memories of good and bad times. For knowing my strengths and weaknesses from the time past, for not sharing them with anybody now, when I learned to disguise them. For telling me about other our friends lost in time and distance. For having your children to be trusted friends to mine. For understanding me without words. For being so forgiving to my mistakes.

If I knew from the beginning how much I will be afraid to lose you, I would have dome something then. I am afraid to see a new wrinkle, hear about your failing health.

Nothing warms heart like an old friend. I hope you feel the same to me.

April 8, 2010

To My Only Desire

Posted in memories, portraits at 11:45 pm by silivalilife

The Lady and the Unicorn

Courtesy of Musee National Of Moyen Age, Paris

I have seen this tapestry in Paris years ago. It was hanging in a room with 5 others all depicting a young lady and a white unicorn. The first five tapestries have encryption: Taste, Sight, Touch, Smell, Hearing. The sixth one has an encryption To My Only Desire. Nobody could explain why is this different and what does that mean. I personally cannot quite explain even the first five ones, but the sixth seems even more beautiful as it is even more mysterious. 

 Having them all hanging in one round room, being able to sit and enjoy them all together is magical. 

 If you want to know more, check the  museum web site: http://www.musee-moyenage.fr/ang/homes/home_id20393_u1l2.htm

March 24, 2010

Weekend Interrupted

Posted in memories tagged , at 11:09 pm by silivalilife

It was late evening and raining outside, but inside it was warm as always and was smelling with fresh pastries from the kitchen.
The tv was showing something favorite, all my crayons were on the table and my aunt was helping me with drawing.
Everything was so weekendishly usual, I was left with grandma and aunts, grandma will bake pastries, aunts will take us to places and we will return tired to get homemade treats, draw, watch tv and occasional homework.

I was finishing a portrait of a girl with green eyes. I did not have anyone in mind when I started, but my aunt asked who was that, so I tried to think who she might look like and decided she can be Carina, my classmate.

“Is her head flat?”, she asked. I didn’t know what to say, because the portrait’s head did not seem flat to me, neither did my classmate’s. She was just teasing me. Then I stopped drawing, stood up and went to the window, not sure why. I put both my hands around my head leaning towards the glass, to see into the darkness.

I said to myself: “All this is long gone, and you know that. When you take your hands off, and turn, you will see just an empty worn out room, cold and dark”. I was still feeling the light and warmth on my back, but I suddenly realized it was a dream.

I had not choice but to start crying loudly. I felt so betrayed by my own self, who made me believe this was for real.

All that day later I was looking for an empty rooms where I could be by myself.