While we were sleeping

Saturday, 31 December 2011

Life can be magnificent and overwhelming
photo by Nigel
video by me
Prague, December 2011
Happy new Year

The Kids Are All Right . Part IV

Friday, 30 December 2011

''It was the sixteenth spring in my life, but for me it was a first spring. All the former springs simply mixed up''Ivan Shmelyov

My Love is a 2006 paint-on-glass-animated short film directed by Aleksandr Petrov, based on A Love Story (1927) by Ivan Shmelyov. I think it is the best animation film I have ever seen. Pure inspiration. A masterpiece.

New Love Grows On Trees. Part III

Thursday, 29 December 2011

I have more dreams than you have posters of your favorite teams

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Wednesday, 28 December 2011

I am facing my first Christmas without my father. I think I have coped well the last two months. It didn’t hit me until I came back home. All the decorations had been put away that we had just had a huge loss.  The grieving process then began again.  It’s sad knowing I will never get to experience Christmas with him again.  Though it is sad, I’m happy for my dad. I am sure he is in a better place now. On Christmas Eve I thought of all the good times I had with him instead of dwelling on the fact that he is gone, he is still with us in spirit and he loves us very dearly. I made this video on Christmas Eve for him. I love you Dad. 

And Death Shall Have No Dominion 
By Dylan Thomas 

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead mean naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Through they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.

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