Marc Chagall

Marc Chagall

The Country Which Is In My Soul

The country which is in my soul
Is mine alone.
I enter without a passport.
Like me,
It knows my sadness
And my solitude.
It numbs me
And shrouds me with its heavy scent.

For me the gardens flower.
Flowers are my creation.
The streets belong to me
But there are no houses,
They were destroyed in early childhood.
Its inhabitants roam in the air
In search of a home;
They dwell in my soul.

For this reason I smile
When my sun is barely shining,
Or I cry
Like a light rain
In the night.

There was a time when I wore two heads.
There was a time when these two faces
Covered themselves with an amorous dew
And were based on the scent of a rose.

Now it seems the same
To me when I return.
I look ahead
Towards a high portal
Behind which some walls spread themselves
Where faded thunder sleeps
And light breaks through.

The country which is in my soul
Is mine alone.

~ Marc Chagall

(Translated from the French by : Neil Young)

Marc Chagall

(1921 ~ 1985)

Franz Kafka : What Do I Know Of Yours?

 A Drawing by Franz Kafka (The Thinker, 1913)

We are as forlorn as children lost in the woods.

When you stand in front of me and look at me,

what do you know of the griefs that are in me

and what do I know of yours?

And if I were to cast myself down before you

and weep and tell you,

what more would you know about me

than you know about Hell when someone tells you

it is hot and dreadful?

For that reason alone

we human beings ought to stand before one another

as reverently, as reflectively, as lovingly,

as we would before the entrance to Hell.

~ Franz Kafka

Kafka when he was 5 years old in 1888

Kafka : 1883 ~ 1924

Pina Bausch

Opera : Orpheus & Eurídice

Composer : Christoph W. Gluck

Choreography : Pina Bausch

Dance,

Dance.

Otherwise,

We are

Lost!

~ Pina Bausch (1940 ~ 2009)

Fareed Ayaz & Abu Muhammad In Mira Nair's Reluctant Fundamentalist

The Reluctant Fundamentalist

Qawwal Singers From Pakistan : Fareed Ayaz & Abu Muhammad 

Music : Michael Andrews

Director : Mira Nair

The Sheltering Sky

Director : Bernardo Bertolucci

Based On The Novel By : Paul Bowles

Are you lost?


Because we don't know when we will die,

we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well.

Yet everything happens a certain number of times,

and a very small number, really.

How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon 

of your childhood,

some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that,

you can't even conceive of your life without it?

Perhaps four or five time more.

Perhaps not even.

How many more times will you watch the Full Moon rise?

Perhaps twenty.

And yet it all seems limitless..