Tuesday, 19 June 2012

Teeny-Tiny

Once upon a time there was a teeny-tiny woman who lived in a teeny-tiny house in a teeny-tiny village. Now, one day this teeny-tiny woman put on her teeny-tiny bonnet, and went out of her teeny-tiny house to take a teeny-tiny walk. And when this teeny-tiny woman had gone a teeny-tiny way, she came to a teeny-tiny gate; so the teeny-tiny woman opened the teeny-tiny gate, and went into a teeny-tiny churchyard. And when this teeny-tiny woman had got into the teeny-tiny churchyard, she saw a teeny-tiny bone on a teeny-tiny grave, and the teeny-tiny woman said to her teeny-tiny self, 'This teeny-tiny bone will make me some teeny-tiny soup for my teeny-tiny supper.' So the teeny-tiny woman put the teeny-tiny bone into her teeny-tiny pocket, and went home to her teeny-tiny house.


Now, when the teeny-tiny woman got home to her teeny-tiny house, she was a teeny-tiny bit tired; so she went up her teeny-tiny stairs to her teeny-tiny bed, and put the teeny-tiny bone into a teeny-tiny cupboard. And then this teeny-tiny woman had been to sleep a teeny-tiny time, she was wakened by a teeny-tiny voice from the teeny-tiny cupboard, which said:

'Give me my bone!'

 

And this teeny-tiny woman was a teeny-tiny frightened, so she hid her teeny-tiny head under the teeny-tiny clothes and went to sleep again. And when she had been to sleep again a teeny-tiny time, the teeny-tiny voice again cried out from the teeny-tiny cupboard a teeny-tiny louder,


'Give me my bone!'


This made the teeny-tiny woman a teeny-tiny more frightened, so she hid her teeny-tiny head a teeny-tiny further under the teeny-tiny clothes. And when the teeny-tiny woman had been to sleep again a teeny-tiny time, the teeny-tiny voice from the teeny-tiny cupboard said again a teeny-tiny louder,


'Give me my bone!'


And this teeny-tiny woman was a teeny-tiny bit more frightened, but she put her teeny-tiny head out of the teeny tiny clothes, and said in her loudest teeny-tiny voice, 'TAKE IT!'

Sunday, 10 June 2012

Friday, 8 June 2012

Vladimir Golub


Picture of the artist found on artbaltica.com

Fragments of 'V. Golub: Merging Two Epochs' by Nadia Antonchik, art-critic
(source: www.culture.lt)

Paintings from the 'City Romance' collection.


"Vladimir GOLUB was born in 1953 in a small town of Slutsk, Byelorussia. Still a teenager he knew for sure that he would be a painter. When he was 12 he left his parents` home to enter an All-Byelorussian Music and Fine Arts School. Later Vladimir entered the Easel-Painting Department of Byelorussian Academy of Arts. He graduated from it in 1977 acquiring in this way the best professional artistic education available in his country."



"Now the painter and his family live in Vilnius. There he co-operates with local art galleries. He often leaves Vilnius for Poland to take part in plain-airs or for Grodno, an ancient town in Byelorussia, to work in the tranquil atmosphere of his first studio where 20 years ago he conceived a series of ancestor myths."


"A roguishly graceful model of Golub with her lustrous eyes implying a mystery known only to herself, sloping shoulders, long white neck and half-naked breast immediately attracts spectators` attention."