Love Makes A Difference

I have recently found a diary of mine from 2013. I was 15. This is a page from it:

love me so much
that I could compare your love to the immensity of pi.
do not be as heartless as a stone:
spell my name on a sleepy tone,
as if there no end had to be.

There were also some quotes from the songs that I used to listen back then and I guess I just tried to make a connection between them:

and If you love me, I’ll make you a star in my universe and you’ll spend everyday shining your light my way;
and if the world was on fire, no one could save me but you.
and then it would only be you who I would like to run with, to laugh with, to be silent with, to cry with,
it would only be you who I would like to hope with, it would only be you who I would like to forgive with.

I was really trying to rememeber whom I loved so much and who could awake such strong feelings in my heart. But now I understand that this does not matter at all if that person is not in my life now. Do you know what matters? The way he made me feel. The things that I learnt from the experience. The drama. The happiness. Everything.

Teenagers. Teenage love. Is it really so different from the so-called „adult love”? Aren’t adults behaving like children or teenagers when they fall in love? Have you ever seen a man being nervous at the first date? Or a woman? I have surely seen. Love does not have an age. You do love at 3, you do love at 15, you do love at 35 and you do love at 80. The only difference is the approach of it.

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To My Dearest Friend

My dearest one,

You always had the courage to step on unknown, wild and illusory realms. They were beyond all appearances. You unconsciously crossed the boundary and you did not even know where you were. But you were quite and you were patient even if what you saw was a world dying. You were shocked and hurt but you kept being tranquil as you knew that there had to be a sunshine to calm the storm. There were forests and buildings burning, there were not oblivions or distances between that realm and other ones, as there were people who had destroyed the borders between my territory and their’s. And my world was on fire. You found me in the middle of it, fighting with those who kept hitting me, as hard as they could. You looked at me struggling and you realized I did not even know what I was doing. Self-defense? Vital?

You looked at those who were sitting in front of me, laughing like wild animals, thinking that they had their justice. They killed everything that was alive in my soul, leaving it homeless. And they were laughing. You could not believe your eyes when you saw that I started to undress and threw my clothes, the white dress and the violet flowers coronet, into the fire. You realized that I had the hope of feeling relieved. You kept analysing, thinking and trying to find a way to get me out of there.

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How Love Feels Like

The Internet is overwhelmed by articles about love, its manifestations, how to find love and other topics. Today, we talk about adolescent love in a comparative variant: how do girls love vs. how do boys love.

At a simple search in the dictionary, the first definition we find is that love involves a feeling of affection for someone or something. Nothing easier. Now, if we give this feeling a sexual aura, we get fixed to the love that interests us, the love of a couple (no matter what sexes this couple implies).

In adolescence, everything that happens to us is a controversy, a reason for revolt or ecstasy. Especially when it comes to girls.

Aww, she smiled, I’m sure I’m gonna marry this year!
Oh, no, I have a pimple in my chin, my boyfriend will not kiss me anymore, and I’ll stay alone all my life!

Typical things about vagina carries at the age at which our hormones make an agonizing boom.

Reffering to boys, I think it’s obvious that adolescence for them is as if somebody gives them superhuman powers, they become dominant and very masculine, they fall in love or secretly conquer a girl.

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Dress How You Want to Be Addressed… Or Do not?

Dress how you want to be addressed… or do not do so?

We meet hundreds of people everyday in our lives. We see the old woman with her old bag, we notice the girl wearing her expensive shoes and we also observe the poor homeless at the corner of the street, who wears a lifetime jacket. What do we think about them? „Oh, this woman needs someone to buy her a bag” or „Oh, such nice shoes! I should talk to her, she might be a nice person” or maybe „Oh, this beggar is so dirty, I should totally stay away from him”? Are these our thoughts? I might say, yes, they are. In most of the cases. But we are totally wrong. This planet is totally falling down because of its people and because of their judgements and beliefs.

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Tell Me Your Story… I’ll Tell You Mine

I believe in words. I believe in their power to change the world. And I also believe in stories and in the fact that they are more than just clusters of words put together by chance.  Why did I say all these things? Because we don’t listen anymore and mostly, we don’t talk anymore. When was it the last time that you read a story, how about when you listened a good one?
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The Work of Brâncuși, Symbols of Ascension

Constantin Brâncuși was without doubt one of the most influential sculptors of the 20th-century.  A few of his creations contain this motif of ascension, represented by aerial symbols, as well as the concept of infinity.

L’Oiseau dans l’espace (Bird in Space) represents a series of sculptures in which Brâncuși concentrated on the harmonious movement of the bird, instead of the physical attributes. The artist’s spiritual aspirations, his need for transcendence of the material world and its limitations, are verbalized in his description of the sculpture as a project before being enlarged to fill the vault of the sky.

Just by gazing at the delicate yet dynamic shape of the bird, we are immersed into the mind of Brâncuși and are able to learn about his interior conflict. The elimination of the wings and the feathers suggest the escape from the human body (representing the material world) and the remaining shape symbolizes the soul trying to free itself.

The way he conveyed this profound message – through such a simple sculpture – is one of the reasons why Constantin Brâncuși is considered the patriarch of modern sculpture.

Personally, I admire works of art that communicate a whole lot more than what they appear to be, so Bird in space is a creation I think highly of because of this reason.

The Infinity Column

Praised as one of the greatest works of 20th century sculpture, The Infinity Column by Constantin Brâncuși was commissioned by the National League of Gorj Women to honor the soldiers who defended Târgu-Jiu against a German force during World War I. The meaning behind the sculpture refers to the concept of infinity and the infinite sacrifice of the Romanian soldiers. It is considered by Sydnei Geist as the top of the modern art. Also, Geist’s construction of Brâncuși included the sculptor among the important artists of modern art.

The motif of ascension is approached through the vertical orientation of the column, whose repetitive and identical elements create the illusion of infinity. It is considered that the idea of endlessness is expressed through the incomplete top unit. The sculpture could be thought of as one of the most inspiring works regarding this concept, especially because of its simplicity.

Ascension is also a widely used notion, probably because humans are the kind of beings that wouldn’t settle for what they already have, they feel the need to evolve constantly, which is why artists often use the motif of ascension in their artworks. Unfortunately, the need to evolve doesn’t refer to the spirit most of the time, but to money and status. In this superficial rush, we forget what we should really focus on, and I believe that the true artist will always be there to remind us through their art to take care of our soul and to evade from this material world from time to time.

Agata Asofroniei

The Metropolitan Cathedral in Iasi

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The Metropolitan Cathedral. Source: www.crestinortodox.ro

A friendly handshake and a large smile set the tone for a new adventure, breaking the cloudy weather and the rainy mood with the positive vibration of optimism. I have O. by my side, a genuine tourist and a charming French woman with an overflowing refinement, in front of who any gloomy hint on my face dodges, clearly affected by the early waking in the morning, in combination with the gray tones of the  weather. It was not the first city break in Iasi, but this time it was fair to call it my first “séjour en ville”. I started walking with shriveled steps, and with my hands clutching the umbrella, alongside cheerful O. She seemed to carry a bit of the French sun. Her attitude reminded me of a famous slogan: “London. Rain. Strong wind. Hairstyle lasts.”Only that in this context, what was lasting was the enthusiasm in our historical Iasi.

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The Thesaurus of Falticeni

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Muzeul de Arta “Ion Irimescu”

If a tired passerby would be walking on the street, he would turn his head to admire it. Delighting the eye from the distance, here is the place of honor of the city of Falticeni, having its foundation in history. You can read its rank as a monument in its distinguished architecture, wearing its solemn walls on a street of eternal fame. In its court rests the bust of the Romanian national poet who watches from eternity the oasis of culture that is known today as The Art Museum “Ion Irimescu”. The building revives through its appearance the 19th century, being a portrait of the neo Romanian spirit. The very brick lying at its basis carries manorial insignia, in 1846 becoming the residence of the Governor Alecu Forascu Botez.  Its walls are history files, knowing only important statuses throughout the ages. It was, as follows, the County Administrative Palace of Suceava, Baia Prefecture headquarters, the headquarters of the District People’s Council of Falticeni, the Pioneers House and House of Culture. It’s been decades since under its mantle of prestige a valuable treasure is sheltered. To pay homage for the work of a lifetime of an enlightened mind, “Alecu Forascu Botez” house became an art museum, being passed in the possession of the artist Ion Irimescu. Continue reading “The Thesaurus of Falticeni”

Visit at the Palace

Here we are, again in Iasi, sprinkling steps on historical streets that take us into the heart of culture. There’s a saying according to which all roads lead to Rome, but in the capital of Moldova somehow all roads lead to the Palace. Especially now, that everyone has heard about the reopening. Lured by the treasure locked until recently, we rushed in like the brave hero rushes into the cave when the seven-headed monster goes for a walk. But instead of “one chest” we have encountered many more, one more beautiful than the other. But let me take each at a time…

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The Palace of Culture, Iasi. Source: asplf2016.travis.ro

On top of the list of museums within the Palace of Culture was “Stefan Procopiu” Museum of Science and Technology. Or in other words sort of a “knock-knock, who’s there”, because we expected one thing and we found something totally different. Although the first section of the museum was the energy department, founded in 1961, instead of being presented the main forms of energy that were used, we entered the world of music. Currently arranged for the renovation project of the Palace of Culture, what greets us at the entrance of the museum is the department of recording sounds and playback, opened in February 1966. It includes a song performance, featuring the chronological evolution of sounds recording and playback. All the instruments it includes delight the eye and capture the viewer’s full attention, even without being put into action. When they`re turned on to do a demonstration, these musical hybrids became real beings that move gracefully and “voice” in hypnotic rhythms.

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