четверг, 2 июня 2011 г.

Well, in my opinion dancing is the only thing worth living for.
But, unfortunately I started to dance too late. I mean there are no professional dancers who started their trainings at their 20th.
Many people start dancing as a hobby at an older age than me, I know it. But, they never become professional. As for me, I want more.
To be objective: I can do the splits, I have good instep, turnout and ballet step (Heh, I don't know how does it called in English. I mean the ability to rise one's leg in the femoral joint) I really work hard. Every day I have a class or two. But, to become a dancer I have to work even harder, but I can't because I have no place and time. That's really sad.
If I could only have a chance to dance more...

понедельник, 18 апреля 2011 г.

What is Life?

"Life.. What is it?" Yenka asked.
Ukka closed her book unwillingly and said: "Well.. what do you usually do everyday?"
"Me? Well..actually I enjoy the sun, race with the neighbor's chicken, go to a river bank.." Yenka started to say, counting his fingers "And what?"
"And what does our mother do" Ukka seated herself more comfortably and faced her brother.
"She... well, she raises us, takes care for the house.. We help her. And there are heaps of many other things. For example she rejoices at our happiness.. But I still don't understand What is Life?" - Yenka said.
"Life is all those things put together!" - Ukka smiled brightly.
"I understand!" - Yenka said as his face lighted up with happiness. "But, tell you what.. "
Ukka started to say as she looked at him with interest
"Life isn't just all those things, you know, Life is the joy of doing "all these things"

пятница, 15 апреля 2011 г.

Dreams about Ireland

I wanna live in Ireland.
Seriously.
But what can I do to get here? Well, actually I know English, but that's all.
Yes I can dance, fix computers, take photos, teach Russian, work in Photoshop and some other things. But all these things are not useful for immigration.

What about my family? I'm single and all my relatives live far away (I left home three or four years ago. Now I live in Moscow and my grandma lives in the Urals)

But seriously, since my childhood I've been crazy about Ireland. I came from the Urals to Moscow to be closer to Europe.

Irish dance, Irish legends, Irish books..
Well, I love Russia very much, I like it's wide streets and spacious squares. But Éire.. Éire is my only love)

The only thing I'd regret is.. leaving my friends. Obviously it's a serious enough reason to be here in Russia. On the other hand... Some of my friends live in different parts of Russia and we don't meet often. My Moscow friends.. well, they would be really sad, if.. no, when I leave the country..

четверг, 10 марта 2011 г.

Rules for keeping a domestic dragon.

Instruction.

If you want adopt a dragon there are a few important things you need to know first.
Usually dragons are flammable, so never leave your dragon near a wooden buildings and any inflammable stuffs.
Most of the fire related to dragons happened because of unsupervised dragons.
Actually young dragons are playful and restless, so you must understand, that it will need all your attention and free time. Never leave the dragon alone - they may feel blue and grow sickly. Sometimes an unsupervised dragons may fly away and never return, so you should be very careful.
Never try to treat dragon for an illness yourself! If your dragon gets ill you should consult an expert immediately! Otherwise you might loose your pet!

Well, obviously these are all the main rules. Now you are ready to adopt a dragon. Everybody knows, that dragons are really good friends and the smartest pets. Get a dragon right now!

понедельник, 7 марта 2011 г.

Why I dance Irish dances.

Do you believe that Irish dances were devised by human beings? I don't.
Of course, you can ask me why.
Firstly, they are physically impossible. Have you ever seen the way Irish dancers hold their legs? Knees are facing forward, but feet are pointing in a different direction! It is an extremely strange, abnormal and inhuman turnout.
Then the dancer jumps. Well, actually every dancing culture in Europe has jumps. But their jumps are as abnormal, as their turnout. The rill jump for example. You have to fly and hover above the ground.
And, lastly. Obviously you have heard the legends of the Irish fairy. They were dancing in the fields, and any person who entered their circle would dance until they died. And so do I. I started Irish dancing last year. But, I can't stop it yet. Every other day I have a dancing lessons.

Do you still think that Irish dances belongs in human culture?

Dancing

What can be more exciting than dancing? Soft lines, lightness, natural beauty and... extremely hard work.
Every morning you wake up and you body hurts all over. Every muscle aches. But you make yourself get up, and try to walk step by step. At this very moment, you understand, that you really hate dancing with all your heart and soul. You can't stand your training sessions without a shudder. But you still understand, that dancing is your only life. True life I mean.
And you take your uniform and go for classes again. Stand up near the barre and feel, that you are completely happy again. You realize that you are the happiest person in the world. You dance.

And then a new day comes. And another morning starts...

воскресенье, 6 марта 2011 г.

Another day left.

I'm feeling blue, because of my weariness.

Today was a difficult day. We have are having holidays at the University, so this morning I had ballet class, then rehearsal, then folk class and then rehearsal again. We started at 11.30 a.m And I haven't eaten yet. It's terrible, if you ask me, but this day was without a moment's respite!
Now I'm really hungry, and want to sleep. Tomorrow will be another, absolutely identical "holiday".

Have a nice day!

Photography

This morning I decided to take some macro-photos. It was a serious quest, so I had to invent a new instrument for my camera.
Well. actually I have some lenses, but non of them is intended for macro. But I took kit-lens (Zuiko Digital 40-150mm) and old Russian Helios 44-2 and mounted them face to face. Thereby I get a monster-macro-lens, and all I needed to do was to find a thing I would photograph.
Actually in winter there aren't many interesting objects.. But winter means snow, and snow means snowflakes! Of course, I can't help trying to take some photos.
Actually the result isn't as good as I want.. but better something than nothing.

пятница, 4 марта 2011 г.

Mordred's lullaby (Heather Dale)

Actually it's one of my favorite songs. I've just found another lullaby, while I was serfing... and remember about this. Of course I can't help shearing it :)
The first time I heard it at "Irish and Celtic music podcast"



Heather Dale "Mordred's Lullaby"
Hush, child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep
Child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep.

Guileless son, I'll shape your belief
And you'll always know that your father's a thief
And you won't understand the cause of your grief
But you'll always follow the voices beneath

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty only to me

Guileless son, your spirit will hate her
The flower who married my brother, the traitor
And you will expose his puppet behaviour
For you are the proof of how he betrayed her
Loyalty...

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty only to me

Hush, child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep...

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty only to me

Guileless son, each day you grow older
Each moment I'm watching my vengeance unfold
For the child of my body, the flesh of my soul
Will die returning the birthright he stole

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty only to me

Hush, child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep,
Hush, child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep.

The first

Well, let's start.
Usually people start a new life on Monday or the first day of a month. But It's me and I want to start right now.
What can i say about myself? I'm a crazy young girl, interested at dancing, photography, myths (esp. Irish legends and everything connected with Ireland) and many other things (like languages, painting, playing the guitar and etc.)

Heh, of course I also should say, that English isn't my native language,  so I make a lot of mistakes in grammar and spelling. But, I swear, I'll improve them all one day!





So, let's the new life begin!