Saturday, 10 November 2012

Frogner (Vigeland) Sculpture Park, Oslo, Norway

For me though the most beautiful statues where the ones that I could associate with. I have two sons. The statues of mothers and fathers proudly and loving holding there children as babies toddlers young and middle aged men was just to much and you find yourself choking back the emotion and turning  your head momentarily whilst gaining your composure so as not to end up on someone’s photograph with tears streaming down your cheeks. Likewise the statues depicting the old men and women with there wrinkled face and sagging skin are just so moving you again gulp down the emotion bubbling up inside.

Oslo, Vigeland Museum

Friday, 19 October 2012


    If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

(Rudyard Kipling )

Wednesday, 17 October 2012

Rotterdam art thieves take valuable paintings in dawn heist

Rotterdam art thieves take valuable paintings in dawn heist

Picasso, Gauguin, Matisse, Freud and Monet are among the artists whose works were stolen from Dutch gallery

  • The Guardian,

Ewa Beniak-Haremska