the commuter's eye

despre #rosiamontana la modul marlanesc sau pervers (de pe targu ocna)

Posted in likes and dislikes, mindscapes, not-belonging, romania is my country by martzipan on September 15, 2013

ma, hai sa zicem ca ii inteleg pe “politicienii” care se bucura si ei acolo la o spaga, “ca sa mananca si gura lor”. ca isi umplu buzunarele si ca pe urma se tireaza din tara si ii doare la bascheti, ca n-o sa stea acolo sa se otraveasca ei si copiii lor.

da’ poate mai au si parinti, unchi, matusi, veri, nepoti, rude, alea-alea, pe care n-au cum sa-i ia dupa ei acolo unde s-ar duce. si vin si io si ma intreb: cat de marlan sa fii sa le faci asa ceva alor tai, daca de restul de fraieri nu-ti pasa? adica, pusca mea, sa stii ca tu cu mana ta o otravesti pe matusi-ta sau pe varu-tu sau pe nepotica aia mica sau pe finuta aia draguta sau pe nasi-ta sau pe gicu ala micu’, cu care ai fost coleg intr-a treia si care iti dadea din sanvisu’ lui? sau pe profa de mate ori pe invatatoarea lu’ fiica-ta? sau pe medicul de a adus-o pe lume pe fiica-ta? sau pe soacra-ta?

wtf is wrong with you, people?

p.s.: sau toata chestia asta cu rosia montana o fi doar de cover-up? o distractie/diversiune de la ceva si mai baban care se pregateste in ascuns?

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Posted in mindscapes, not-belonging by martzipan on July 24, 2012

the most amazing thing in this world is the spectacle of life.

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merry christmas

Posted in mindscapes, not-belonging by martzipan on April 14, 2012
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my favorite movie ever

Posted in mindscapes, not-belonging, odd around the world by martzipan on July 27, 2011

it’s the same, right or wrong

Posted in mindscapes, not-belonging, on books and paintings by martzipan on June 10, 2011

just before leaving again, my brother shared with me few beautiful songs of a band i didn’t know, called the boxer rebellion. below it’s one of them – both sides are even.

i don’t know if i’ve ever told you about one of my favorite not-dutch-not-flemish paintings in the louvre. it’s a delicate portrait of da vinci, known under the name of la belle ferronnière. what strikes me the most each time i see it are the following three things: the hypnotizing look of the lady (identified by art historians as two different persons – wife or mistress – of ludovico sforza, duke of milan), the subtleness and refinement of the costume, and the intricate profusion of the shaped – almost carved – volume (which is, nonetheless, so simple). unfortunately, the photo below cannot show any of them right. so, if you have the chance, please go have a look at it. or should i say her?

la belle ferronnière

la belle ferronnière

life is elsewhere

Posted in not-belonging by martzipan on May 28, 2011
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