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You can always feel the passion of a photographer by seeing how they capture the world. Its like they give you a little glimpse of their soul as they show you what moves them. Detail24’s nature photos remind me how much beauty there is in this world if I only take a moment to stop and look. This little flower is such an encouraging message that says, if you are persistent in what you want, you can meet most any challenge. If you have a moment, check out his website or his deviantArt site and take a look at some of his work. His photos are truly an inspiration of beauty.
They have a complete line of chemically responsible, non-polluting paint which satisfy’s LEED standards. Leed is an internationally recognized green building certification system. Their new Ayurveda Essence line boasts a range of 108 colors of balance and healing, which are divided into three micro palettes based on the three Indian doshas, Vata, Pitta, and Kapha. Click here to find your dosha.
A cool idea and a very creative concept tying paint to Ayurveda, and I love how they focus on environmentally safe and healthy products. There is some truth in linking color to health and balance, for example, have you ever walked into a room or restaurant where the colors alone made you feel stressed and out of place. Will have to keep this company in mind the next time I am inspired to grab a brush and paint.
The movie starts out a little slow, but hang in there because it picks up for an amazing ride. Based on the true life story of Burt Monro, a man from down under (New Zealand) who had a dream of racing his 1920 Indian motorcycle at the Bonneville Salt Flats in Utah. A charming and inspiring story which shows you that no matter what your age, you can still have dreams and as long as you have life, you have the power to make them come true. Title: The Worlds Fastest Indian Director: Roger Donaldson Writer: Roger Donaldson Starring: Anthony Hopkins Genre: Biography / Drama / Independent / Sport Language: English Released: 2005
It’s a kind of quirky movie about a crazy dysfunctional family, but it was just such a hilariously awesome film that I don’t get tired of watching it over and over again. If you saw the film, you may remember the music that accompanied it. Canadian composer Mychael Danna and a new indie-rock band from Denver called DeVotchka collaborated on the musical score for the movie. Mychael Danna is a very talented composer for films. He is the creator of scores for a long list of movies, including most recently, The Time Traveler’s Wife. He also created scores for such films as Hearts in Atlantis, Capote, Water, Bounce and Monsoon Wedding. The Band DeVotchka, whom Danna collaborated with for this film, was actually discovered by the director, on none other than my all time favorite radio station NPR. They heard their music on the radio and decided it was a good fit for the film. Amazing how great talent is sometimes found. My favorite song on the sound track happens to be “and the winner is” which you can listen to below. It takes a lot of talent to be able to choreograph music as if it is the music, and not the actors, who is telling the story. I think it is the music indeed that made this movie so absolutely lovable and made you realize while listening to it, that what some people may see as dysfunctional is to others completely normal, and what others see as completely normal is actually quite dysfunctional.
Was I excited to see that it was one of the streamline movies in Netflix. I am telling you, if you like movies, Netflix has about anything and everything you want to see. In this movie, Philip Baker Hall played the role of an elderly man by the name of Arthur Pratt who recently lost his wife to an illness which drained his finances to the point that he could no longer pay his rent and ended up living in a local park. But before being evicted, Arthur came upon this little duckling which he rescued and brought back to his apartment. It was heartwarming to watch Arthur and this duck (who he named Joe) bond and blossom into a mother/duck sort of relationship . When Aurthur discovered Joe had allergies (Joe started sneezing so hard he jumped a foot our so up in the air which was so funny I laughed out loud) Arthur put him in the bathtub with some herbal bath salts and tried to find the source of his sensitivity. This was such a wonderful film because it really made you look at some of the problems in our American society. Whatever your position on health care reform, it is sad to see how someone who has worked and supported themselves and a family all their life, could lose everything they worked and saved for in a matter of months, trying to keep themselves or a loved one alive. It is also sad how when we see this, and instead of moving forward, we sometimes back away. There were some very tender moments in this film where a kind and simple gesture could melt away years of pain and heal a broken heart. This is the kind of movie that really makes you stop and take another look at a person before making an opinion without knowing the story beneath. Title: Duck Director: Nicole Bettauer Writer: Nicole Bettauer Starring: Philip Baker Hall Genre: Drama / Independent Language: English
Released: 2008
Although the movie itself is fictional, it feels very real and it takes you into the heart of what it is like to teach in an extremely diverse and challenging environment. Francois played the schools French teacher and he was very skillful in quickly responding to his students sometimes very disruptive behavior. He was refreshingly honest and the class seemed to be take aback by that, and yet at the same time, they appreciated someone being up front and frank with them. He had his faults, but he sincerely cared about each one of his students and wanted to see them succeed. I have so much respect for teachers because they truly are the epitome of our society and it is such a thankless job. Teachers have the power to motivate the creativity in a child and inspire dreams that could truly alter not only their lives, but the lives of those they touch as well. The film felt more like a documentary than a fictional story, I guess because even though the story in itself was fictional it portrayed real life and gave you a glimpse into a real life environment. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Title: Entre Les Murs (The Class) Director: Laurent Cantet Writers: Francois Begaudeau (book and screenplay) Starring: Francois Begaudeau Genre: Drama Language: French
Released: 2008
I had a hard time on deciding which painting to post by RoseWithHearts, but settled upon “Butterfly”. I just found it absolutely amazing that she did this with “Sharpie” pens. You can check out her other works of art at her gallery on deviantArt. Take a look at her painting “Fashion Fights Poverty” where she supports a program called “Beads for Life”. If you are into making jewelry (or even if your not), this is a wonderful source to purchase beads (and jewelry) for a cause. The beads are made by women of Uganda as a way of helping them fight their way out of poverty. Although I am partial to this artist (she is my niece). I truly am impressed with her talent and passion.
Fateless, however, was not as emotionally draining as other movies of its genre, and it left you with a lingering feeling that instead of putting it behind you, you wanted to keep thinking about it, to understand what it was trying to say.
Nobel Prize winner Imre Kertesz, who is both the author and screenwriter of Fateless was also a Holocaust survivor. And like his main character, 14 year old Gyorgy Kovess, Kertesz spent time in the concentration camp of Auschwitz.
Fateless was not meant to be an autobiography of his own life, however, having lived through the Holocaust himself, Kertesz was able to portray a genuine understanding of the experience.
When the young Gyorgy Kovess was finally released and back home in Budapest, people kept telling him that it is over now and to forget about it, to put it all behind him. But he tried to explain to them that this was part of his life, and he didn’t want to forget about it, that there were actually moments that he was happy.
It reminded me of something that I had read by another Holocaust survivor, I think it may have been from Victor Frankl’s book “Man’s Search for Meaning”, how when people looked at pictures of the prisoners crowded in the bunks with no mattress, they were appalled, however, when he looked at the same pictures, he could only remember how wonderful it felt to be in the bunk sleeping and not working when it was so cold outside, and on the days when he was too sick and got to spend the entire day in this crowded bed with no mattress, it was heavenly.
I imagined how hard it was for the survivors to have to come back a society where everyone was too ashamed to talk about it, or to even admit that there could have been bright spots amidst the shadows.
This was such a thought provoking movie, and young Marcell Nagy who played Gyorgy, seemed to be able to actually tell the entire story with only his beautiful eyes. Title: Sorstalansag (Fateless) Director: Lajos Koltai Writers: Imre Kertesz (Novel and Screenplay) Starring: Marcell Nagy Genre: Drama Language: Mostly Hungarian
Released: 2005 in Hungry
Whenever I watch a movie about the Holocaust, I have to mentally prepare myself for the emotional turmoil that I face while once again coming to terms with the cruel reality of its existence.
Fateless, however, was not as emotionally draining as other movies of its genre, and it left you with a lingering feeling that instead of putting it behind you, you wanted to keep thinking about it, to understand what it was trying to say.
Nobel Prize winner Imre Kertesz, who is both the author and screenwriter of Fateless was also a Holocaust survivor. And like his main character, 14 year old Gyorgy Kovess, Kertesz spent time in the Auschwitz concentration camp of Auschwitz.
Fateless was not meant to be an autobiography of his own life, however, having lived through the Holocaust himself, Kertesz was able to portray a genuine understanding of the experience.
When young Gyorgy was finally released and back home in Budapest, people kept telling him that it is over now and to forget about it, to put it all behind him. But he tried to explain to them that this was part of his life, and he didn’t want to forget about it, that there were actually moments that he was happy.
It reminded me of something that I had read by another Holocaust survivor, I think it may have been from Victor Frankl’s book “Man’s Search for Meaning”, how when people looked at pictures of the prisoners crowded in the bunks with no mattress, they were appalled, however, when he looked at the same pictures, he could only remember how wonderful it felt to be in the bunk sleeping and not working when it was so cold outside, and on the days when he was too sick and got to spend the entire day in this crowded bed with no mattress, it was heavenly.
I imagined how hard it was for the survivors to have to come back a society where everyone was too ashamed to talk about it, or to even admit that there could have been bright spots amidst the shadows.
This was such a thought provoking movie, and young Marcell Nagy with his beautiful eyes did an outstanding job playing young Gyorgy.
Sacha Heemels, a Dutch artist, creates these beautiful works of art from old paintings she finds in flea markets or second hand shops. Carefully, she revives these old oils on canvas into new pieces of art by using a laser technique to erase part of the old painting and meld in a new theme with new elements. A very creative way to transform something old into something new.
The photo above with the rail tracks captured my eye. I grew up with the trains right in my backyard and would spend long afternoons walking the tracks. It was my way of getting away from it all and dreaming of some day growing up and going as far as the tracks would take me. The picture captured the light so perfectly and the tracks look almost golden . I especially love how they fade round the distant bend. |
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