Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Tuesday, 1 May 2012

Amelie

Everybody was surprised when I told them I´d never wached Amelie.  And now, I understand!
Thanks again Maria for this present!

It´s so inspiring. I always liked to think I watched the world from another point of view, enjoying the small details I found  on my way like the walk Amelie gave to the blind man or ljust ooking for different figures in the clouds. And lately, I think just being kind to others can change this world.

These days aren´t good. I´m really overwhelmed by finishing the Residency program and sad because I´m alone. So if someone asked me today  if I believe in miracles my answer would be: not today. But it´s true, like the old man says to Amelie, my bones aren´t made of glass, and I can take the hits of life and stand up for myself and think:
-fresh air is healthy
-I have to prepare myself for a surprise
-I have to take a risk

And even if I looked disconnected from the world like the girl in the painting right now, I know everything will be fine in the end. It´s difficult nowadays for a dreamer to find another dreamer. But perhaps soon I´ll find a good man that knows all his proverbs properly.

For now, I enjoy noticing details no one else does and dreaming of travelling as much as the gnome in the garden of Amelie´s father.




Video from YouTube.

Sunday, 22 April 2012

Romantic Friday

On Easter I´ve watched the whole 6 episodes of BBC´s Pride and Prejudice.

So beatiful!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I came to a very important conclusion:

I want a Mr. Darcy for myself!!!


Sunday, 4 March 2012

DAY 58: Keats House

Today was raining all day. I hate this weather! How could be cloudless at night but today looks like this?
Again, my plan to go to Richmond has to be postponed.
But Hampstead is great, and always has some place to visit, even on a rainy day.

I went to Keats House.On my way there I had to fight with my umbrella against the wind. Surprisingly there were many people there visiting.
The house is small. But if you like Keats, and take your time in the details you could be there almost for 2 hours.

Keats began to visist  this house (known as Wentworth Place) in 1817, and in December 1818, after the death of his brother, Keats came to lodge in the smaller half of the house with his friend Charles Brown. It was in this house that Keats met and fell in love with Fanny Brawne.

As I entered, I found my favorite thing in the whole house: the engagement ring Keats gave Fanny. She wore all her life, which seems so sweet to me.

In every room you can find his poetry and some letters to read. One of my favorite letters was written to Fanny, and while reading it I almost started to cry, it was so beatiful, and he loved her so much. And his words as he was in pain all the time aching for love are beatiful.

In Keats parlour, you find the room where he worked and wrote. With a Shakespeare´s portrait he hung up on the wall, and a great window to see the garden.

In the basement you can see the kitchen, and even read about the meals they used to have then, and some recipes also.

I think is a very nice place to visit, specially on a rainy Sunday afternoon. And a plus!, your ticket is valid for a year, and you can visit again. 

A very romantic afternoon...




Fanny Brawne´s room


Fanny´s engagement ring

Keats´ room


Keats´s parlour

Positive message

Wednesday, 21 December 2011

Humming...

Ít´s not him coming across the sea to surprise you...

(The Park by Feist)

Yes, I´m sad.

Wednesday, 17 August 2011

The Big "I told you so"

Yes, when you yourself keep telling you something important,  that you, (of course), refuse to listen to, then, the big "I told you so" comes along. And so it shall be, not today, not tomorrow, but in a few days, the big "I told you so" is crashing on me. And I deserve it. I know it. But in some way, I like it.