지난주 토요일
전 문화시민이므로 카쉬전 다녀왔습니당.
결론적으로 8000원이 아깝지 않습니다...


어딘가에서 본 듯한 사진들이 참 많았는데.
구도, 소품이나 대비등
개인적으로는 피카소를 찍은 사진이 좀 맘에 들더군요...

큰 사이즈의 인화물을 직접 본적은 처음이라.....
문화적인 충격까지는 아니었지만 꽤 인상적이었습니다.

그런데 순전히 제 생각입니다만

인화 품질은 괜찮은 듯 한데.
강한 인상을 주기 위해서인지
전반적으로 역시 콘트라스트(?)가 좀 강하게 인화된 것 같더군요.
피카소도 거기에서는 윗 부분이 거의 보이지도 않았는데...

사진 옆에 에피소드 같은 건 좋았는데, 그러나 몇개는 약간 끼워맞추기라는 느낌이 들기도 하더군요.ㅋ

다시 요약
시간, 돈이 아깝지 않습니다.

아~~ 간지 좔좔... 모든것의 시작이 된 애니...-_-;

오랜 만에 밤하늘을 봤더니
별이 반짝반짝 눈이 부셔....
너무너무 깜짝깜짝 놀라.....
는 아니고....-_-;;;

북두 칠성도 있고 곰 잡던 오리온도 밝게 빛나더군요.

가끔씩 저녁때 하늘의 별을 봐요....

오늘 같은 저녁엔
사춘기적 감성의
걱정없던 그 시절이 생각나네요...

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Vincent
Don McLean http://blog.naver.com/lowa08/50044079179



Stary stary night
Paint your palette
blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know
the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze
and the winter chills In colors
on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered
for your sanity
And how you tried
to set them free
They would not listen
they did not know how
Perhaps they listen now

Stary stary night
Flaming flowers
that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds
in violet haze
Reflect in vincent's eyes
of China blue
Colors changing hue
Morning field of amber grain
Weathered faces
lined in pain are soothed
Beneath artist's loving hand

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered
for your sanity
And how you tried
to set them free
They would not listen
they did not know how
Perhaps they listen now

For they could not love you
but still
your love was true
and when no hope was left
in sight on that
starry starry night.
You took your life
as lovers often do;
But I could have told you
Vincent
this world was never meant for one
as beautiful as you.

Starry starry night
portraits hung in empty halls
frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes
that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met
the ragged men in ragged clothes
the silver thorn of bloddy rose
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow.

And now I think I know
what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they're not
list'ning still
perhaps they never will.