* But before we talk about art, let's talk about science. After all, they both have the same purpose - to find the ultimate truth.
You must go and check two things out right away - firstly, The Albert Einstein Archives (a web page which strangely enough opens really hard from where I'm at), where you can see the E = mc2 formula in the original writing of Einstein among other fascinating things; and secondly, the Scale of the Universe, created by Cary & Michael Huang. It will blow your mind away, and hopefully it will also give you a good perspective about how insignificant your problems actually are. Which, ultimately, is a good thing!
* While some people devote their time and effort to create such most definitely awesome (not to mention valuable) things, others go on a safari and kill elephants. Let me ask you something: who in their right mind goes on a safari in these days?! Donald Trump's spawn, that's who. I wowed not to use prophane words that often, but this occasion calls for a good cussing. I hope those disgusting excuses for human beings lose all of their money, their hair, and a limb, go raving mad over it, have a public breakdown involving self-flogging and/or drinking window cleaner liquid, get arrested and thrown in jail, and when they are finally released many years later after their entire lives have passed in trying to accept Jesus and avoid repeated rape, they are being actively scorned by everyone. Bottom line is, hunting for sport is abominable. Those assholes obviously haven't gotten the memo, which makes them not only vile, but extremely dumb.
To cheer things a bit, here's a photo of two cute birds!
You can find many more at Daily Squee. Also, you could watch a video of a guy being hugged by lion cubs here, if you are into that sort of things.
* Moving on - it's fine art time. I am doing loads of research when I work on my book, and it often involves looking into topics that seemingly have little or nothing to do with the subject of my writing. For instance, I write a story about my experiences in the ethnography workshop I took while in middle school, and suddenly I find myself online, reading about Vladimir Dimitrov - Maistora and studying his paintings. I think it's because they are so utterly Bulgarian and looking at them helps me remember and get into the mental state I need to be in when I write about my country.
Another painting, of another woman - this one a self-portrait by Zinaida Serebryakova. I just love how she has captured the smile in her eyes here, the position of her body, and the whole feminine sense the image radiates. I wish I had painted this myself...and I might consider doing something similar one day when I am less pregnant and have a proper studio where I can use paint without the fear of ruining the carpet.
* Being very pregnant reminds me of the fact that all I'm wearing lately is warm-ups. Baggy flannel, yoga pants, the works. Warm-ups are fantastic, and if smartly combined with an elegant top or a scarf, they can even look chic. I only wish they made them in different cuts and styles. So you can understand my exhilaration when I stumbled on this while surfing the web: formal sweat pants! These particular kinds are for men, but I am sure the industry will follow and start making them for girls too. This is simply genius.
A few more style finds (because I might live in my pajamas but I am allowed to fantasize):
This color scheme. It's officially Spring!
These rings. I don't know, but something about pastel blue and gold go so well together.
And this cocktail dress with these shoes. Please note, however, that this blog does not endorse the Bulgari brand, or any other brand for that matter.
* Photography! My sweet "click-click" weekness. I haven't been shooting more than Farmers' Market flowers and posting the images on the portfolio, but here are some other people's photos that I discovered recently.
Something geeky: Floral X-rays by Brendan Fitzpatrick!
A film shot by Miss Minie.
A NYC shot by razorbern.
Astill life shot by Kittyslave.
And this golden-sunset-bike-and-a-dog shot by Sam.
* What's next? Music, of course!
I am very, very excited about the release of the new documentary about Patty Schemel. It is precious for so many different reasons, the main one being the captured 90's spirit. I am crazy for the 90's, as you might have heard.
Otherwise, there's no good music out there. Believe me, I've tried so hard to find any. All I get is wickedly bad bad music, which can be summarized easily by the obnoxious abbreviation "WTF". I am, of course, envisioning Grimes and Sleigh Bells - two of the many phony-hype, female-vocal formations whose incomprehensible musical shenanigans Rolling Stone magazine keeps insisting to write about.
* I afraid that I can't recommend anything on the film front, either. I will be watching The Avengers at the theater when it's finally released, but that's because I only go to the movies when there's something truly spectacular to watch and my laptop screen can't handle it (for everything else, there's the Internet). This is not going to be a great, memorable, or meaningful movie, though, but more of a chewing gum for the eyes. I will need that a month or so after I give birth.
I have a movie date tonight to see Cameron Crowe's We Bought a Zoo, so I don't yet know if it's any good, but I keep my expectations low. Crowe made my favorite movie of all times, Singles, but he also made a few crappy ones, so we shall see. Besides, the poster for Zoo is so awfully photoshopped, it's kind of frightening.
Jesus Henry Christ looks promising:
And a documentary about bullying in American schools. Isn't it amazing how revealing this is about American society? Yes, indeed. Although, if someone bullies my kid, I will
beat the living shit out of the little sonofabitch, and then beat up his parents as well most probably be even less civilized about it.
* Looks like we're back to science. I have so much reading to catch up with, so I am mainly going through the classics, yet there's one contemporary book you can grab and count on being very, very interesting. It is written by professor Stephen Hawking and Leonard Mlodinow, and is called The Grand Design. In short, it says something I've been telling you for ages now - there's no God - but you wouldn't listen because I am just a Bulgarian girl who wants to be a writer, and not a wheelchair bound Englishman, who also happens to be one of the most brilliant minds of our time. Fair enough, I guess.
(For good fiction to read, see goodreads)
That seems to be all for now, folks! And remember: "Art is not a thing; it is a way."
Now back to being a nesting Momma to be.