Monday, 20 May 2013

Portsmouth and Isle of Wight

Some of my photos. Actually, there are about 600 of them, so I was checking them for, I dunno, a couple of hours - in the result it was not very long! I didn't use Photoshop, the photos are fresh and crispy and have just come from the camera. They are calm and peaceful. Well, you know my style: I love to film nature and little things which surround us. Do you actually notice them? Last time I was walking near the Queens park in Brighton - and guess what I found! V, painted right on a box with something. Or have you ever seen a hungry seagull, which is looking what to sneak and moving its head in such a funny way, like justifying it's innocence.
That day I had got plenty of time. Just a few people were walking outside - Isle of Wight isn't a warm place, also it was a bit windy. So in the beginning it was very-very-very boring. Hopefully I had got a camera with myself, so I was trying to catch a good view with my sharp-sighted eyes. Honestly, I practice the spontaneous shooting, but that time was fascinating. Because I wasn't within the framework of time I could move slowly, looking for a picture - but not for a photo. I was trying to find a view, which reminds the audience about paintings. So do you like watercolours?












Portsmouth and Isle of Wight

 
 

Tuesday, 2 April 2013

Narcissus.

And Echo was asking "who’s there, who's there"...
I don't like yellow. Seriously.  Not the best beginning, is it? But I love flowers. Narcissuses have got a special aroma, and because of it they looks like little suns, but not as simple yellow flowers. They are proud and lordly creatures. And they look very adorable in the green, sitting together in groups. Their little heads with crowns droop in various sides - are they talking? Or, maybe, they are discussing how forest fairies danced under them in the night? Walking under the suns and the Moon. What can be more magical?




And spring.




Monday, 25 March 2013

Brighton.

A little trip to Brighton cannot be good without my camera.
I love to walk in this little city. It's very different from other English towns, with its Pier, birds, sea. Every time you're in it, you're waiting for a fair or a bright event, which will blow the day up and change everything. This city is a little surprise, every time making you rack your brain what you'll see after the next turn. You are going in the centre of the crowd - and everything is moving so fast, that you can't realise where are you, on which planet, but you are making several steps - and you see little houses in calm and peaceful world. Silence and apian noise, pacification and laugh - how this little town can succesfully combine these antipods? Suppose, that is because of the students - oh, we know how to make the world going round! Two big Universities keeping under their wings many different minds, who fill up with their freedom all these streets. Near Churchill square live music is played, the Pier is full of shops and the waves making the best background on the Earth.


















Archery.

Archery. For me it's not just a kind of sport, one of the list. It's a special moment, when you take long, light arrow and release it in the air. One second - and it is already in the target. One second for the all audience - an eternity for the archer. You are staying in the right position, breathing before diving into an adventure, holding an elegant and graceful bow, looking in the middle of the round, in the gold, thinking, calculating the best point, which will be aimed. You're remembering geometry, trying to be cunning, trying to be strong... And you'll miss it. You will miss this little piece of wood, which was in you hands just a second ago, you're becoming an audience. You're looking at the target and notice that the arrow doesn't hit the gold. You're asking: "Why?" The answer is simple. The perfect archer always feel his bow and arrow. He doesn't stay in the right position - he feels comfortable. He doesn't hold the arrow - he supports it. He doesn't calculate - he knows where to shoot. Only when you will learn that bow and arrow are your friends - you'll hit the gold. Over and over again. Without any help. Just because you're working together, supporting, feeling, being a part of each their. That's the reason why I love archery - it reminds me about how we're living. Like little islands, near but so far at the same time from the whole world, playing your own music, dance your own dance, letting your arrow go. You're staying with the bow - you're alone, but after you have release the arrow - you are coming back to the world. And understand, that even if you make a mistake, you will always have a chance to try again. And to become perfect.









Monday, 11 February 2013

Le ballon rouge.

 "Tu deviens responsable pour toujours de ce que tu as apprivoisé".
"You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed".
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
 
 

I love short films. When you haven't got a lot of time, you're trying to put everything in these 2-10-30 minutes, all your thoughts, all you soul. Short films have something special inside, they remind me little children, open and naive, who only going to be adults, but already very smart. Furthermore, I adore French cinema, so The Red Balloon is one of my favourites. Made in 1956, this film is full of metaphors and ideas, it shows us that the friendship is one of the most powerful things in the world and that it's very difficult for uniques to live here.
The red balloon is flying during the whole film like a symbol of this friendship. The viewer sees it immediately on the screen - it attracts attention. It reminds me the girl in the red dress in Schindler's List - the same naive symbol of peace, which is killed by grey mass.
The film is not very bright - it's made to show the colour of the balloon. Many views of the sky signifies freedom, streets and windows show the new life. The boy was going to school every day, but the day with his friend is special so the viewer watches the walk in details. The camera moving smoothly, it follows the boy and the balloon, tanning (as at 3.34) is used as well.
French streets, atmosphere, sounds and a big red balloon - every detail shows us the beauty, the life and the love.

 
 
Take care of your friends.
 


Monday, 4 February 2013

Paperman.

- I'm not a puppet, I'm a real boy!
- Five shillings for the possessed toy. Take it away.
Shrek.
 
 
Paperman.
A film by Disney.
 
 
 
Honestly, I don't like most of the Disney movies (except of Mulan, Lilo and Stitch, Bambi, Hercules (only because of Hades) and Lion King). They are too sweet for me. Furthermore, if Disney takes an idea from a book it will always change it (The Hunchback of Notre Dame, The Little Mermaid). And its main heros are always beautiful, while the evils are ugly.
But I'm talking about Paperman.
Have you watched it? Did you feel déjà vu? I have and I did.
And I don't talk about the pictures.
I'm talking about the main atmosphere.
 
 
Do you know this film? The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore. It's an amazing one.
If you watch both you'll feel that they are quite similar - the atmosphere. How the books are papers are dancing and the metaphore.
But The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore was born in 2011, whereas Paperman is a 2012 movie. You can say that Paperman is different, but in fact it's copied. Copied Pixar, The Fantastic Flying Books and Disney's films as well. The animation is Disney's (a strong déjà vu - the faces of the main heros reminds me other Disney's movies), but this attempt to make a film with a Big Idea... Remember the Pixar's films - all of them full of great ideas, they are independent. But Paperman has got only a Love Idea, which can be good if there wasn't one thing. I'm not a cynic, but I don't like when Boss is represented as the main evil and the papers are throwing out from the window. Of course, we understand "the metaphore" that the main character wants to go out from this boring building, go to his beloved, but this film doesn't show us this idea as Pixar or The Fantastic Flying Books do.
To sum up, Disney watched a lot of Pixar's films and wanted to make its own clever film. But the attempt was weak. The same character, the same movements, but copied ideas (they couldn't even copy them in right way).