Kus môjho Miami

Santa Barbara. Príchod. (Nikdy sme sa nevybalili).

Legendárna izba č. 211.

Spoznávame Katku a Lucku. Dohadujeme sa s Bulharmi.

Ideme sa prejsť. A na pizzu.

Spravil sa mi otlak. Chodím bosá.

Na pláži s Bulharmi. Večerná prechádzka.

Kempovanie na pláži.

Diska v Clevelanderovi. Petin Harry Potter.

Ja sama domov. Uruguajec. Bozkával o dušu. Ale iba na ruku.

Shopping. Vykúpený Urban Outfitters.

Chalani sa separujú.

Chcem ísť do múzea. Veď je hneď vedľa.

Dni letia. Noci sa počítajú. Bacardi sa míňa.

All you can drink. Máme sa dobre.

Vodka sa míňa. V Louisovi to žije.

Černošskí DJi. Aj dubstep hrali.

Toto je Miami. Veď si to zaslúžime.

Baviť sa. Do rána. Potom do 12tej spať.

A nadávať na upratovača. Ktorý zadrbe kúpelku.

Nejakým americkým savom.

A my si na tom zadrbeme gaťky. A šortky. A iné.

Collins Ave. Conversy mením za štokle.

Teraz ma pustia. Všade.

Vyjebaný štýl.

Miami je mesto doktorov.

Chudák Steve jobs zomrel.

Lebo jeho doktor s nami chlastal v Mansione včera.

Na Astre je 10tisíc takých.

Stačí sa rozhliadnuť. A nájsť si svojho.

Doktora Housa.

Miami je mesto. Protikladov.

Na jednej strane Collinsu luxusné hotely.

Ako náš Setai.

Na druhej strane stratené hostely.

Ako naša Santa Barbara.

Road work ahead.

Naj obchod. Books and Books.

Zašitá som tam pol dňa a študujem miamský Lonely Planet.

Kupujem si nakoniec hvoreckého eskortu na miamský spôsob - brian antoni.

south beach. the novel.

Miamský downtown. Mrakodrapy.

A jeden obrovský Ross. Dress for less.

Posledný deň. Konečne múzeum.

A knižnica. Konečne ja. Prechladnutá.

Bass Museum of Art. Vanishing points.

Idem si písať. Do Subwaya. Tak som tu.

A moja The morning after pill. Eat fresh.

Balíme sa. Odchádzame. Sushi večer.
Miami plače.

Kus môjho leta

Divoká jazda.

Vzlietame.

Na odlet lietadiel som sa dívala celé leto.

Teraz tu sedím. A letím. Domov.

Ako iná Adela.

Myslím na začiatok. Aké boli plány. A všetko.

Welcome to the world of a plastic bitch.

Top Virginia. But I´ve difficulties, too.

Bookfield sa stal mojim domovom.

Dieťa ulice.

Today is the best day of my life.

It´s only gonna be that easy that you make it for yourself.

Money. Attitude.

Count your blessings. Celebrate each day.

Never let your memories be greater than your dreams.

Blue light award.

Relax & smile.

Back to basics. Prosím si návod na mamičky.

It takes time to enjoy the simple things in life.

People buy feelings not products.

Make a friend before you make a customer.

Mrs Jones is my mirror.

Recognizing importance of enthusiasm.

Kúpanie. Kúpanie. Kúpanie.

Keep rockin´ keep knockin´

I´ll be better person because of what I am doing.

I don´t have to enjoy process I´ll enjoy the results.

I am unaffectable.

Trying to be master of emotions.

All that matters is today.

Personal best. End of summer jamfest.

All you can eat.

Virginia Beach. Sheraton. Newport News. Huntington.

Richmond. Washington.

Finding my new perspective again.

End of august. Rachmaninoff shines. And my flip flops.

Fair trade nuts. Let´s go to check out.

Big check. Gatlinburg.

Un-usual virtual poem.

I don´t wanna live virtual.

I mean this very accentual.

Because I am individual.

Who is very sensual.

I don´t wanna live intellectual.

Rather be perceptual.

Doing things manual.

Isn´t very popular.

My life is sometimes gradual.

Maybe even delictual.

Just wanna have mutual.

random joy

with somebody special. ..

And again.

Do not live virtual.

Kus môjho Kunderu

Setkání dvou světů.

Dvojexpozice.

Einmal ist keinmal.

Der schwer gefasste Entschluss.

Muss es sein? Es muss sein! Es muss sein!

Náhoda je plná kouzel.

Aniž o tom ví, člověk komponuje...

...svůj život podle zákonů krásy i ve chvílích nejhlubší beznaděje.

Svlékni se.

Hřbitov.

Nahota.

Podezíraní.

Žít ve pravdě.

Mít publikum, myslet na publikum,...

Duše a tělo.

Let me be your fantasy.

...to znamená žít ve lži.

Zahlédnout duši.

Setkání deštníků...

...bylo měřením sil.

Skutečně vážné otázky jsou jen ty,...

...které může sformulovat i dítě.

Otázkami, na které není odpověď, jsou vymezeny lidské možnosti, jsou narýsovány hranice lidské existence.

Trestání kolaboranta.

Nejkrásnější město světa.

Zlomený nehet.

Venkov. Lavička. Istota. Dobrota.

Koupání. Nebězpečnost metafor.

Láska začína metaforou.

Láska začína ve chvíli, kdy se žena vepíše svým prvním slovem do naší poetické paměti.

Strach. Dva roky prázdnin. Katastrofální omyl.

Láska je naše svoboda. Láska je na druhé straně „es muss sein“.

V ráji existovala rozkoš, ne vzrušení.

Bůh. Kýč. Kategorický souhlas s bytím.

Maska krásy. Ironie. Slzy dojetí. Diktatura. Srdce. Diktatura srdce.

Pochybování.

Dobrý a lepší. Politický kýč. Pochod. Cíl.

Pohledy. Publikum. Lehkost. Zapomenutí.

GENESIS. Úsměv.

Čoko Voko addicted :)

Mamka label ;) http://soundcloud.com/mamka

Mahler´s Paris

Allthough I was visiting Musée d´Orsay in Paris last year, I was going there once again this time.

And that was for many reasons, but I am sooo glad I did it!!! The whole museum was new organised, with some new exhibitions and my feelings were just others than at my first time. This time, taking pictures was forbidden, so in fact I enjoyed the art more. I saw some ladies, who were imitating famous impressionist pictures (and they were pretty good at it!). I told myself - when I will be old and retired, I must also paint in some gallery or art museum! So I wrote some names of paintings from Monet, Cézanne, Klimt, Maillol and others that I think I could imitate and then I will start with trying my own works. This bring me to the idea - but I have to improve myself and practise! I was attending painting classes during my stay in Denmark and I think I did some cute works because of permanent improving and practising. Suddenly I began to miss painting and trying these new techniques. I am just addicted to be creative, so tommorow when I will come to my place in Banska Bystrica, I will continue with painting on wood I just started short time ago...And if I will have some permanent job, I just have to attend painting classes in the evenings..Maybe in Berlin, Copenhagen, Bratislava, Viennna, doesn´t matter :)

But back to the Musée d´Orsay!

First of all, to make things clear, I am not a particular fan of classical music, not at all... But when I went through this spectacular exhibition listening to Mahler´s music and at the same time watching the pictures of Gustav Klimt I felt some kind of catharsis. I love Vienna, Austria, I enjoyed looking at the postcard of Villa Mahler am Wörthersee at this exhibition so much! All of a sudden, I wasn´t in Musée d´Orsay in Paris, but in totally other space - I was exploring austrian beautiful nature of Alps, their lakes and broad landscapes... (I was once travelling in Austrian Alps and I can definetely say it was one of my very best beginning of travelling abroad to unknown places with close person). What I wanted to say is that the GUSTAV MAHLER exhibition prepared me also for starting to explore the classical music.

This kind of music means to me some kind of getting closer to german and austrian culture, since I can not speak German so well as I used to. Especially, I also prefer more German composers like Beethoven or Schuman than the others (maybe the Russians, too:) So this Friday was "my Mahler´s day". I was listening to his symphonies and seeing me back in the airplane, where I was few hours ago having a long look at the neverending beauty of Alps mountains.

Just enjoy with me listening to the Mahler´s "Das Lied von der Erde" - The song of the earth or read about it more just here.

Ewig ewig ewig - keit...mystical idea? Now more then ever..

Bedächtig.

Nicht eilen.

Recht gemächlich.

In gemächliche Bewegung.

Ohne Hast.

Ruhevoll.

Das himmlische Leben.

Sehr beheglich.

Very French - How I kissed Simone´s tomb

Montparnasse cemetery in Paris - another place that tourists are usualy not visiting. But we made an exception and went for kissing!! The kissing wasn´t so ordinary, because we played a little role play. With putting some red lipstick (like all the Paris women do) I gave a big kiss at the tomb of my favourite Paris locals :P

Simone de Beauvoir and Jean Paul Sartre :) Díky kámovia!