(fragments of) lilu's world

04/01/2012

2012-01-04T14:41:00.000+01:00

"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it is about learning to dance in the rain." Rumi

25/12/2011

2011-12-25T22:19:00.001+01:00

"V živote som mala všetko´: aj dobré aj zlé. A tak to má byť." Mathilde na kopci

24/12/2011

2011-12-24T15:11:00.002+01:00

"som rozmyslal koho by som bral za spolubyvajuceho, ze by neboli ziadne kompromisy a ty si zapadala do toho" Ondro

24/12/2011

2011-12-24T14:20:00.003+01:00

"Et tu as vu? Parmi mes meilleurs amis, je t´ai marqué."
Rosemonde, une petite fille de 7 ans, qui est dans l´hotel avec ses freres et sa mere.

"A videla si? Medzi svojich najlepších kamarátov som si napísala aj teba!"
Rosemonde, 7-ročné dievčatko, ktoré je v našom hoteli s mamou a bratmi.

Why I love flying

2009-12-07T17:22:00.001+01:00

I don't like the polar bears falling off the sky,
that's why I don't want to travel by plane too much.
But once in a while,
I want to fly to realize 1 of these things:
1. When there are no clouds, we can see how small we are, and however huge and important we might feel, or however great our problems may appear, we are just a little dot down there, a partial of the whole incredible universe.
2. If the weather is not so nice, it's great to see that the sun is always shining above the clouds.

That's why I love to fly.

.

2009-10-18T02:35:00.002+02:00

if you let it
you can discover worlds
secrets
if you let it
write, emerge, come
you can visit
corners of the hidden places
sweep
yourself

Saturday, 23:30, Budapest

2009-10-18T01:53:00.001+02:00

I'd cry. Budapest.
7 months of nothing.
7 months of my life.
Somewhere in my heart.
Somehow it hurts.
It's beauty (in hungarian style maybe)
Corvin cinema passage,
more broken again.
Prater street boys, not Paul's.
And the cafe, yes, now tears are coming.
Intimately known turnings.
Every step familiar
until that corner from where I see.
Serhat is home?

Michelle is not. She parties with Marta.
Too late to go.
Too late.

And the mattress:
We've made love here.
I've cried so many times.

Millions of small pieces.
Broken mirror, not the simple puzzle.

And the fish is hanging from
the lamp, more colorful than
ever.

Budapest. You old, secret lady.
You don't let one to get close
easily. But you take hearts.
Fully.

from HeartBeat

2009-10-04T10:01:00.000+02:00

where is the truth
where is sense
we are lost
searching

not knowing is the ground
to start from

and heart
is there
deep in the waters
flowing with the rhythm
slightly connected
to the ground

dance dance dance

2009-10-01T10:44:00.000+02:00

there is a light
in front
and a lot of bushes shading it from where i stand
every time i want to follow
i have to cut the branches
to reach it
to move it
to let it meet
my darkness

after comes
the easiness of angels

vendanges en beaujolais

2009-09-22T17:06:00.002+02:00

"Beaujeu"
is a beautiful game

with the rain and in the sun
hot
on the grass

beer smile and wrinkles
dirt and smell of grapes' leaves
sweat music dreadlocks
fever fever

raincoats and boots
apéro aux Chênes
sécateurs et seaus

delicious food
Morgon 2008
dreams tiredness
fever fever

dans la vigne
avec le soleil

2009-09-06T13:00:00.003+02:00

.

2009-09-06T11:06:00.002+02:00

You're not my star anymore
and my road became
a complete darkness

Where I can dance
with my shadows

Lust for Life.

2009-03-17T14:54:00.002+01:00

When there is nothing, I can create anything I want. But: what if there is nothing I want to create?

I am living in Budapest now. For two months already. Breathing, eating, drinking, sleeping. Coming to the office and doing something sometimes. Going to Karinthy high school also. Going out, meeting people, walking on the streets. Surfing internet, having couch surfers sometimes, having friends visiting sometimes. Once in a while, leaving the city for a day or few. Coming back. Talking, cooking, laughing, hand-crafting, watching, reading, making love, decorating, cleaning, biking, crying. Having all kinds of emotions. Or not.

And that is the point. One of those days, I realised there was nothing behind everything described above. But this nothing hurt.

And I continued doing things. But the flame doused, the shining faded out. And I didn't notice.

And the next step? I don't know. My hope lies in spring.

Dance your feeling out!

2009-03-05T16:20:00.000+01:00

CENTRAL EUROPE DANCE THEATRE

Choreographers: PATAKY Klári and VIRÁG Melinda / PREMIERE!

There was another night of loneliness. This time I decided to use it. And as I enjoy watching performances alone, this was a good choice. I went to Trafo. Bikeable distance from my place, a bit after ast minute, until I found it. But they still let me in, even for a student price.

This is what they wrote about it on the site:

The 20 year old Central Europe Dance Theatre performs for the first time in the 10 year old Trafó. The company invited two young female choreographers, Lábán Prize winnwer Klári Pataky one of the truly exciting and sensitive figures in young, Hungarian choreography, who is moving through styles as a honeybee, variable and playful. For Lábán nominee Melinda Virág this is the first time to work with 6 dancers.

And this is what I say:

These guys were great. Beautiful, fluent movements, real connection to their souls came out of their dancing. 3 girls and 3 boys. Communicating together with their bodies, seemingly in their own world. The world created by someone else. But you couldn't say, it just seemed to be their own reality for those moments. And they took us in. Full Trafo immersed in their world. Number 1, and especially Number 2. With the plates, human fountains, playful and shivering at the same time.

Info:

Pataky Klári: Valami történ(e)t

Choreographer: Pataky Klári
Costume: Szeibert Katalin
Lighting design: Szirtes Attila

Virág Melinda: Szájbanforgó

Choreographer: Virág Melinda
Consultant: Téri Gáspár
Music: Sőrés Zsolt, Nagy Ágoston
Lighting design: Szirtes Attila
Photo: Téri Gáspár

Dancers in both pieces:
Asztalos Dóra, Hargitai Mariann, Katonka Zoltán, Kiss Róbert, Major László, Palcsó Nóra

Obsluhoval jsem anglického krále

2009-03-05T13:18:00.000+01:00

2007 piece of Jiří Menzel based on the book of Bohumil Hrabal.

The film is made as a retrospective as Dítě, after years in prison, remembers his carrier as a waiter in the best Prague's hotels of 30's.

He always dreamed to be a millionaire, but with his small figure was always spitted upon by the others. He also longs for a true love, and, not caring for nationality or war, marries with a German girl. He only realises there is a war when she leaves voluntarily to the front to fight for her adored Fuhrer.

With the help of his protector and a lot of luck, he manages to climb upon the ladder in the waitering jobs, and after the war to buy his own hotel. But then the regime changes and he is taken to prison for being a millionaire.

After years in prison he comes to build the road and find his spiritual harmony to an abandoned German village in a frontier area of the country...

ajaj to boli casy

2008-12-28T10:40:00.001+01:00

Wish You Were Here

2008-12-23T17:08:00.000+01:00

http://www.deezer.com/track/21285

Vyznanie

2008-12-23T14:55:00.001+01:00

Calling You

2008-12-23T14:50:00.001+01:00

http://www.deezer.com/track/7267

Shine On You Crazy Diamond

2008-12-23T14:45:00.000+01:00

http://www.deezer.com/track/21293

2 years' difference

2008-12-05T19:59:00.000+01:00

Palermo Shooting

2008-12-05T18:34:00.000+01:00

A new movie of famous German director Wim Wenders. 2008.

Famous photographer Finn goes through a sort of crisis in his (creative) life. He cannot sleep and doesn't see any sense in anything anymore. He decides to leave to Palermo and spend few days there. Things don't really get better, on contrary, several times he encounters a meeting with a strange person in grey coat which shoots at him with an arrow. The only one that believes him and helps him is a painter Flavia...

Soon there comes the point for him to meet his fears and start a new life.

Palermo Shooting has quite bad critics. However, it kept me following, it kept me thinking, and definitely was one of the best of my IFF Bratislava 2008. With the great music.

Voilà:

Som na seba hrdá

2008-12-04T22:52:00.000+01:00

Dnes som si uvedomila, že som hrdá na to, že môžem stáť na Zochovej medzi veľa ľuďmi, a jesť tresku s rožkom. Som hrdá na seba. Že sa neseriem. Že sa nehanbím. Že mi to nie je trápne. Zamyslela som sa, či existuje niekto, kto keby sa tam zrazu zjavil, tak by mi to pred ním bolo trápne. A odpoveď znela - NIE. Tak som za to na seba hrdá. :)

Děti noci

2008-12-04T22:23:00.000+01:00

Night Owls (2008) of Michaela Pavlátová. New Czech movie with great performance of both main characters - Martha Issová as Ofka, and Jiří Mádl as Ubr.

I am not the one to say if this was the movie to prove that the Czech cinematography is not in crisis - I am not the one to say the Czech cinematography would be in some crisis anyway... What I can say is only what this movie was for me. And that is very realistically pictured part of life of a Czech girl Ofka (which can be I dare say a Slovak or Polish without any doubt...).

After high school Ofka chooses to stay home and work instead of going to university, as most of their classmates do. She works night shifts in the small non-stop grocery of her brother-in-law. The world she wanted to keep so much is slowly disappearing as the one she loves Míra leaves her and she drifts around the streets with her weird friend Ubr, who hopelessly loves her. Gradually she begins to realise she would have to give up the childhood and start to do something with her life...

Story going from nowhere to nowhere, still saying a lot to me, somehow seeing my own in it...

Pranzo di Ferragosto

2008-12-04T21:30:00.000+01:00

Beautiful debut of almost 60-year-old Italian director Gianni Di Gregorio from 2008.

Gianni plays himself, a middle-aged Italian from high middle-class family, living with his elderly mother. For the holiday of Ferragosto on 15th August, everybody tries to get out of the city. Gianni has to stay home taking care of his mother, moreover, he has financial problems so he accepts the offer of the manager of his block of flats to cut off some of his debts in exchange to take care of his mother Marina, as well. They bring with them an aunt Maria, too, and for some more cash Gianni accepts her also. The one to finish a quaterfoil of elderly ladies is Grazia, mother of Gianni's friend - doctor...

For the two days when most of people are enjoying holiday with their beloved ones and families, Gianni is fully occupied with four posh elderly ladies. Each of them with her own moods and specialties, each of them fully jewellied and in make-up. Marina wants Gianni's mother's TV for herself and when they take it away from her, she refuses to eat. Grazia is supposed to be on a strict diet, instead, she eats everything she sees...

Funny situations with a bit posh, bit loony and bit childish ladies, showing us also how sweet and grateful they can be for a nice word or a bit of attention. And surely they make us think for a while where have the elderly people their place in our society...

Le Silence de Lorna

2008-12-04T09:59:00.000+01:00

The Silence of Lorna is a new (2008) film of Belgian brothers Jean-Pierre and Luc Dardenne. Won the Prize for the Best Screenplay and was nominated for the Golden Palm in the festival in Cannes.

Lorna is an Albanian living in Belgium, with her boyfriend Sokol trying to earn money to buy a bistro. She gets into the marriage business with Fabio: first she marries Claudy, a belgian dopie, to obtain a belgian citizenship herself, then the plan is to marry a russian mafioso for a lots of money.

The problem occurs when Claudy wants to get out of his addiction and begs Lorna to help him out. Fabio arranges his death anyway and that is when Lorna starts to occur as a problem...will she keep silent? ...

The Silence of Lorna is convictive, well done movie, hard and exhausting though. I couldn't go dancing just after...

You send me this...

2008-12-04T09:47:00.000+01:00

...and then all the trees sing, my belly tickles, my lips turn into smile. Szeretlek és akarlok.

Caotica Ana

2008-12-03T22:14:00.000+01:00

The 2007 film of Julio Medem, the director of my favourite Lucia y el Sexo.

Ana is a beautiful girl living with her German father at Ibiza island in a cave, painting her colourful paintings and selling them to tourists. One day Justine occurs and offers Ana new life in Madrid, in a community of young artists, where she would get some art classes.

There Ana starts completely new life, without her beloved father, whom she keeps writing letters. She meets Linda, who becomes her best friend, and Said, her first love. One night she gets through a spiritual experience of her past life and speaks with Said in fluent Arabic. Next morning Said disappears and Ana starts to have the regular hypnosis with Ango, but she keeps refusing to see herself on the recordings which Linda makes from the sessions.

Slowly she understands what is inside her, but the next meeting with Said reveals the shocking fact and she looses him again. In the end she is able to live together with all the women inside her and use it...

Caotica Ana has some naivity, boring parts, unfinished relations and personnages as if just to fill some gaps, few scenes seem to be there just to add some more minutes to a whole movie. Caotica Ana has also nice shots, good camera, colourful authentic paintings of Medem's dead sister Ana, pretty and pretty good actors, some good scenes.

Not a bad movie, but Lucia still wins completely for me...

Zeitgeist: The Movie

2008-12-02T22:42:00.001+01:00

Dnes, presnejšie vlastne už včera večer, som rozbehla, čo ma čaká tento týždeň. Po dlhej dobe venujem čas pozeraniu filmov. MFF Bratislava je pre to hlavnou motiváciou, respektíve fakt, že Eva si kúpila permanentku, ktorej kapacitu sama nezvláda využiť.

A tak včera večer na zahriatie nastal konečne čas pre slávny to Zeitgeist - po našom Duch doby. Film ospevovaný aj zatracovaný, v každom prípade však hojne spomínaný. Na pohľad amatérsky, nedohladený, najčastejšia divácka sťažnosť sa vzťahuje určite k nedostačujúco identifikovaným zdrojom informácií, ktoré by potvrdili tvrdenia (názory? výmysly?), ktoré sa na diváka hrnú jeden za druhým.

Na druhej strane hlboká studňa informácií z druhej strany, zo strany nepredkladanej médiami, pôsobí možno šokujúco, na mňa až nepríjemne. Niekde v hĺbke akoby som totiž tušila, že toto všetko viem, že to proste len ignorujem, lebo veď aj tak čo s tým ja zmôžem, tak prečo by som si znepríjemňovala život a starala sa o to...

Zeitgeist je živel. Príde, chvíľku mu trvá rozbehnúť sa, no keď sa tak stane, začne chrliť a spájať informácie rýchlosťou, že divák ako ja nestíha. Počúvať, čítať titulky, čítať dokumenty, ktoré sa rútia cez obrazovku zároveň s rozprávaním rozprávača. Spracovať to a vytvoriť si názor. Rozhodnúť sa, či veriť a či nie.

Možno aj toto je zámerom tvorcu. Ohúriť nás toľkými šokujúcimi informáciami, ale tak, že nebudeme mať čas sa zamyslieť, vytvoriť si svoj názor. A takto sa mi chtiac nechtiac vynára myšlienka, či to zas nie je tak trochu to isté, proti čomu Zeitgeist vlastne chce bojovať. Vnucovanie informácií médiami. Nezamýšľanie sa ľudí, otupenosť, neschopnosť vidieť fakty, pýtať sa, nezáujem.

Zeitgeist: The Movie je dielom Petera Josepha z roku 2007. Rozdelený na tri časti:

v 'The Greatest Story Ever Told' rozoberá similarity množstva veľkých i menších, súčasných i minulých náboženstiev s pridaním astrologického výkladu. Ježiš Kristus a jeho život je podľa neho plagiátorstvom egyptských mýtov zachytených na prastarých hieroglyfoch.

'All the World's a Stage' sa zaoberá fenoménom 11. septembra, nič nové pre mnohých čo videli jeden z množstva iných dokumentov zaoberajúcim sa týmto neslávnym dňom.

'Don't Mind the Men Behind the Curtain' nahliada do systému americkej centrálnej banky a ako pár osôb pomocou nej a ďalších svetových bankových a monetárnych združení ovláda svet a hlavné dianie v ňom. Dostatočne šokujúce, stále sa však neviem ubrániť pocitu akejsi prílišnej zjednodušenosti.

Akokoľvek Zeitgeist môže pôsobiť nepresvedčivo, nevedecky, niekedy až podvrhovo, pre mňa je jednou z lastovičiek, čo (snáď) razí cestu tomu, aby sa ľudia znova začali zamýšľať. Aby nehltali všetko čo sa im predkladá, aby niekedy odthrli zrak od tej debny s telenovelami a reality shows a pozreli sa z okna, čo sa deje v ich susedstve.

Zetgeist sa končí krásne. Hovorí o našom úžasnom potenciáli, ktorý každý jeden z nás máme v sebe. O našej jedinečnosti a sile. Presne to, čomu verím, a už neraz ma rozplakalo. Pretože stále neviem, čo presne s tým. Pretože (aj keď stále dosť nejasne) vidím svet a ľudí okolo mňa. A seba tiež. No i tak je to krásne, pretože mám nádej. Pretože všetko je otázkou voľby. Just a choice right now. Between fear and love.

Gasolina

2008-12-02T22:41:00.001+01:00

Film of Julio Hernández Cordón, 2007. My opening to IFF Bratislava. Three teenagers almost permanently on the streets of their neighbourhood somewhere in Guatemala. Most of the movie is dark, dialogues seem random, some of personnages vague, even useless.

The story as I saw it was about three friends wanting to get to the beach. One of them has a car,they steel a gasoline from the cars parked around the neighbourhood. They meet people, ask money from their family members, love airplanes. As they drive to the beach, they watch an airplane flying above them, and dream of being in a cockpit. Including the driver. In the middle of this dream he crashes someone (or something). Their solution is to burn the crashed object (very unclear for me whether it was a person or not...)

In the end they get to the beach. The driver gets the asthma attack while the two others are still sleeping. The film ends with a picture of him hardly breathing knocking on the door of nearby factory to get the electricity for his breathing machine...

Very low-cost movie, the director probably deserves compliments just for making it. But just as I heard a Bratislava film college teacher saying just after the projection: "Our students make better ones..."

Boring.

Waterbaby

2008-08-23T12:16:00.001+02:00

And this is the second one...

You're heart is served cold
You're sights are set in perfect stone,
And when you go you go alone,
And when you stand you're on your own,

I wash the streets from your skin when you come home

We're nothing like friends,
You have no time to lend,
And if you're guilt then I'm the shame,
And if I'm hurt then you're the blame

You wash my trace from your skin and you leave again

Random laid plans,
40 days of one night stands,
And when you go you go alone
You walk the cross you made your own

I wash the streets from your skin when you come home

Precious

2008-08-23T12:09:00.000+02:00

My friend Zephir sent me an e-mail. With a song and a picture. Twice. This is the first one...

Precious

I feel precious

Ways of the unknown true

Bathing

In your present

I despise what isn't you
Precious

I feel precious

Writhing in the way

Dripping

Onto slivers

Screaming for screaming sake
Precious

I feel precious

And so afraid

Cracking

Slowly cracking

Under the neon ray
Precious

I feel precious

Writhing in the way

Dripping

Onto slivers

Screaming for screaming sake