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Wednesday, May 27, 2009
The God Abandons Anthony...*
Yannis Stavrou, Nocturnal, oil on canvas
The contemporary poetry of Konstantine P. Kavafis - a poem for our dramatic days...
"The God Abandons Anthony", by Konstaninos P. Kavafis *
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear
an invisible procession going by
with exquisite music, voices,
don't mourn your luck that's failing now,
work gone wrong, your plans
all proving deceptive -- don't mourn them uselessly.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all, don't fool yourself, don't say
it was a dream, your ears deceived you:
don't degrade yourself with empty hopes like these.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
as is right for you who were given this kind of city,
go firmly to the window
And listen with deep emotion, but not
with whining, the pleas of a coward;
listen -- your final delectation -- to the voices,
to the exquisite music of that strange procession,
and say goodbye to her, to the Alexandria you are losing.
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Source: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-god-abandons-anthony/
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Sunday, May 17, 2009
A journey...
Yannis Stavrou, Portrait of a Young Woman, oil on canvas
"L'Invitation au Voyage", Charles Baudelaire
Imagine, ma petite,
Dear sister mine, how sweet
Were we to go and take our pleasure
Leisurely, you and I—
To lie, to love, to die
Off in that land made to your measure!
A land whose suns' moist rays,
Through the skies' misty haze,
Hold quite the same dark charms for me
As do your scheming eyes
When they, in their like wise,
Shine through your tears, perfidiously.
Mon enfant, ma soeur,
Songe à la douceur,
D'aller là-bas, vivre ensemble!
Aimer à loisir,
Aimer et mourir,
Au pays qui te ressemble!
Les soleils mouillés,
De ces ciels brouillés,
Pour mon esprit ont les charmes,
Si mystérieux,
De tes traîtres yeux,
Brillant à travers leurs larmes.
Charles Baudelaire, from "L'Invitation au Voyage"
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Monday, May 11, 2009
Boredom is just the reverse side of fascination...*
Yannis Stavrou, Olive Trees in Attica, oil on canvas
Rediscovering Arthur Schopenhauer's thought...
*Arthur Schopenhauer (1788-1860)
A man can be himself only so long as he is alone.
A man can do what he wants, but not want what he wants.
A man's delight in looking forward to and hoping for some particular satisfaction is a part of the pleasure flowing out of it, enjoyed in advance. But this is afterward deducted, for the more we look forward to anything the less we enjoy it when it comes.
A man's face as a rule says more, and more interesting things, than his mouth, for it is a compendium of everything his mouth will ever say, in that it is the monogram of all this man's thoughts and aspirations.
After your death you will be what you were before your birth.
All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.
Almost all of our sorrows spring out of our relations with other people.
As the biggest library if it is in disorder is not as useful as a small but well-arranged one, so you may accumulate a vast amount of knowledge but it will be of far less value than a much smaller amount if you have not thought it over for yourself.
Because people have no thoughts to deal in, they deal cards, and try and win one another's money. Idiots!
Boredom is just the reverse side of fascination: both depend on being outside rather than inside a situation, and one leads to the other.
Buying books would be a good thing if one could also buy the time to read them in: but as a rule the purchase of books is mistaken for the appropriation of their contents.
Change alone is eternal, perpetual, immortal.
Compassion is the basis of morality.
Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.
Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.
Every nation ridicules other nations, and all are right.
Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.
Every person takes the limits of their own field of vision for the limits of the world.
Every possession and every happiness is but lent by chance for an uncertain time, and may therefore be demanded back the next hour.
Everyone takes the limits of his own vision for the limits of the world.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Contemporay Greek Painters Group Exhbition
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Yannis Stavrou participates in the following
Group Painting Exhibition / May 16 - June 13, 2009
Title: "Contemporary Greek Painters"
Yannis Stavrou participates in the following
Group Painting Exhibition / May 16 - June 13, 2009
Title: "Contemporary Greek Painters"
ARKTOS GALLERY, 5 Herodotou st, Kolonaki, Athens, Greece
Visiting hours: Monday, Wednesday, Saturday (11am-3pm) / Tuesday, Thursday, Friday (11am-8.30pm)
Tel + 30 210 7299610
Opening: Saturday, May 16, 2009, at 11am
Artists: Yannis Stavrou, Than. Totsikas, Alekos Fassianos, m. Theofylaktopoulos, V. Giokas, V. Vassilakakis, A. Georgiou, Klavdios.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Francois de La Rochefoucauld...
Yannis Stavrou, Sunday Promenade, oil on canvas
Francois de La Rochefoucauld, the best company to face our times...
Francois de La Rochefoucauld (1613 - 1680). Some of his famous quotes:
- A true friend is the greatest of all blessings, and that which we take the least care of all to acquire.
- Before we set our hearts too much upon anything, let us examine how happy those are who already possess it.
- Few are agreeable in conversation, because each thinks more of what he intends to say than of what others are saying, and listens no more when he himself has a chance to speak.
- Few things are impracticable in themselves; and it is for want of application, rather than of means, that men fail to succeed.
- Good advice is something a man gives when he is too old to set a bad example.
- Gratitude is merely the secret hope of further favors.
- He who lives without folly isn’t so wise as he thinks.
- Hypocrisy is the homage which vice pays to virtue.
- If we had no faults of our own, we would not take so much pleasure in noticing those of others.
- It is often merely for an excuse that we say things are impossible.
- Jealousy feeds upon suspicion, and it turns into fury or it ends as soon as we pass from suspicion to certainty.
- Many people despise wealth, but few know how to give it away.
- No persons are more frequently wrong, than those who will not admit they are wrong.
- Nothing is less sincere than our mode of asking and giving advice. He who asks seems to have a deference for the opinion of his friend, while he only aims to get approval of his own and make his friend responsible for his action. And he who gives advice repays the confidence supposed to be placed in him by a seemingly disinterested zeal, while he seldom means anything by his advice but his own interest or reputation.
- One cannot answer for his courage when he has never been in danger.
- Our repentance is not so much regret for the ill we have done as fear of the ill that may happen to us in consequence.
- Preserving health by too severe a rule is a worrisome malady.
- Small minds are much distressed by little things. Great minds see them all but are not upset by them.
- The defects and faults in the mind are like wounds in the body. After all imaginable care has been taken to heal them up, still there will be a scar left behind.
- The glory of great men should always be measured by the means they have used to acquire it.
- The height of cleverness is to be able to conceal it.
- The passions are the only orators that always persuade.
- The passions often engender their contraries.
- The pleasure of love is in loving.
- To establish oneself in the world, one has to do all one can to appear established.
- To listen closely and reply well is the highest perfection we are able to attain in the art of conversation.
- We all have strength enough to endure the misfortunes of others.
- We always like those who admire us; we do not always like those whom we admire.
- We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.
- We confess our little faults to persuade people that we have no large ones.
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