Sunday, 14 November 2010
A Photo Essay. Animal Families: Love Amongst God’s Beasts
14 November 2010. A Point to Ponder…
When you’re passionate… you have more than enough to share with others… when you’re “earnest”… there’s not only nothing in you to give to others, you suck whatever they have out of everyone around you…
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Find something you’re passionate about and keep tremendously interested in it.
Julia Child
Firstly, let’s differentiate between “passionate” and “the passions”… they’re two antipodes to one another. “The passions”, in the theological sense, are one’s sensual or intellectual appetites, if you’re not vigilant, they can get the better of you, and your sensuality, or your intellect, or both, can rule you. “Passionate”, on the other hand is much more modest, even humble in its way. You become wrapped up in a particular “something”… yes, it can get out of hand… but in most cases, it’s innocent; after all, you’re usually involved with something that’s outside of you… it’s rather humbling, after all.
If you bake bread… bake the best bread that you’re capable of making. If you paint a picture… paint the best picture that your talent allows you to. If you work in the garden… grow the best bloody ‘taters and beets in the district.
If you do this, you get to share your work with others. However… do watch out for the terminally keen and earnest. I don’t know how to describe it, but most grounded people know instinctively the difference between the deadly earnest and the passionately committed. There’s really nothing to point to… it’s something that all mature people just “know”.
Remember… the “passionate” share what they have with you, the “earnest” take from you and don’t give back anything… I think that’s the best way of putting it. As for what you think of me and of my work… that’s your decision…
Barbara-Marie Drezhlo
Sunday 14 November 2010
Albany NY
A Photo Essay. Another Peek Backstage at the Ermitazh in Piter…
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Even in the worst days of the American-imposed economic chaos in the 90s, the work at the Ermitazh continued… as did the dancing at the Bolshoi and the music at the Gniessen. Russians believe that culture is important… and they’re right. That’s why the Tea Party is so evil… they’re money-grubbing bezkulturniki of the worst sort, they want to strip all funding from the arts and cultural enterprises. They want America to be a dreary and soulless suburban sprawl, complete with Cadillac Escalade SUVs (which bishop owns one of those flashy runabouts?), neatly-trimmed lawns, and “nice” people. God be thanked… they were defeated on 2 November. Please God, let them continue to lose or America shall descend into a Know Nothing Sectarian Consumerist Inferno. Let’s learn from the Russians… not from Limbaugh, Beck, and Palin.
“Why so many images lately”, you ask. I’ve discovered a new source of images on the Russian web, and I want them to share it with you guys… I’ll be back to translating later today, actually, I enjoy the task immensely, and there’s a feeling of ACCOMPLISHMENT when it’s done. Translation is an art form, much as painting is… to “English” another language well requires much more than a dictionary, it requires a great deal more, besides. Indeed, it requires a thorough knowledge of not only the two languages, but of the two cultures, of their civilisation, their ethos, their thought-world, and their historical path. Then, and only then, can you do the job… being a Russian Orthodox Christian of Russian background living in the USA makes me (and those like me) an “ideal” translator from Russian, as I thoroughly understand the most important pillars of the Russian cultural matrix (and eating kasha and shchi doesn’t hurt either!). Only when the translation makes as much sense in the recipient culture as much as it does in the donor culture can you say that you’ve succeeded.
God willing, I’ve met the challenge… my readership figures tend to bear that out. Yet… without you guys, I’m NOTHING. A messenger is only as good as their audience… and that keeps me to the mark. Thank you for being my listeners… you’re more important than I am in this equation… and if I forget that… I’M SCROD.
BMD
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