tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214507062011-12-15T04:55:59.240+02:00Helen Von Troiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14089043117261386934noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450706.post-46148356858922197782010-05-27T15:12:00.006+03:002010-05-27T18:40:09.732+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5g8DYQEKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O5BHTS1RnCc/s1600/PICT3698.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5g8DYQEKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O5BHTS1RnCc/s320/PICT3698.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475920781744541858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5g241tg1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QeZfTmGX9cA/s1600/PICT3697.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5g241tg1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QeZfTmGX9cA/s320/PICT3697.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475920693015970642" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5gxqC9bGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FIDKxX5skuY/s1600/PICT3676.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5gxqC9bGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FIDKxX5skuY/s320/PICT3676.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475920603145661538" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5ggAOyoRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NAae-ZmOvI4/s1600/PICT3625.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5ggAOyoRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NAae-ZmOvI4/s320/PICT3625.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475920299863220498" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5gaoJYrVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dCr_zuJyUuo/s1600/PICT3622.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5gaoJYrVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dCr_zuJyUuo/s320/PICT3622.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475920207498751314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5gU-BUPYI/AAAAAAAAADw/EivuP-drx2Q/s1600/PICT3620.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5gU-BUPYI/AAAAAAAAADw/EivuP-drx2Q/s320/PICT3620.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475920110291271042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5gPUT5eUI/AAAAAAAAADo/7hNle2L6sa8/s1600/PICT3605.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od5N9DkrvCo/S_5gPUT5eUI/AAAAAAAAADo/7hNle2L6sa8/s320/PICT3605.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475920013195573570" /></a><br />Este al doilea an in care merg la acest festival si am de gand ca in timp sa devina o traditie pt mine; este fastuos, spectaculos adunand oameni din culturi diferite,care au un limbaj comun: arta .<br />Domnul Lukasz Galusek, reprezentant al The Research Institute for European Heritage, Cracovia, spunea intr-un mesaj adresat acestui festival ca visul lui Costantin Noica de a face din Sibiu capitala culturala a Romaniei a devenit realitate intr-o maniera mult mai mare, intr-un mod in care filozoful nu si-a putut-o inchipui.<br />O sa postez cateva imagini din "Faust", spectacol pe care l-am vazut anul trecut.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450706-4614835685892219778?l=helenvontroia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Helen Von Troiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14089043117261386934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450706.post-1139647820406719152006-02-11T10:47:00.000+02:002006-02-13T18:03:56.953+02:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">... Sau vis de iarna</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>Toamna tarziu... </strong><strong>a venit iarna. </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Primul omat s-a asezat timid ; </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>crengile nu prea terminasera curatenia de toamna . </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Cerul senin ziua, anunta un debut de iarna efemer.</strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSC02342.0.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSC02342.0.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong> A doua zi zapada disparuse .</strong></div><div align="center"><strong> Parca nici nu ar fi fost ! </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Crengile, mai pastrau urme de ...toamna. </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Dar era tarziu si era iarna.<br /></strong></div><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/De%20toamna%20von%20E%20din%20T%20016.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/De%20toamna%20von%20E%20din%20T%20016.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong></strong></p><p align="center"><strong></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong> Pe unele crengi cu frunze </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>trecute aparusera mugurii.</strong></p><p align="center"><strong> Erau de gheata.<br /></p><p align="center"></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSC02280.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSC02280.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong></strong></p><p align="center"><strong> Un bufon care nu-l mai inveselea </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>pe Rege, a fost amenintat . </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>- "Cand va cadea ultima frunza </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>din copacul acesta , vei muri !"</strong></p><p align="center"><strong> i-a spus regele. </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Intr-o noapte bufonul s-a urcat in copac</strong></p><p align="center"><strong> si a cusut o frunza. Iat-o !<br /></p><p></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSC02351.1.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSC02351.1.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a></p><p align="center"><strong> Nu, nu e frunza "bufonului".</strong></p><p align="center"><strong> E o sora ce apartine altei specii.<br /></p><p align="center"></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/PICT0093.1.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/PICT0093.1.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong></strong></p><p align="center"><strong></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong> In padurea fermecata a venit iarna.</strong></p><p align="center"><strong> Copacii desfrunziti lasa sa se </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>vada turnurile castelului .<br /></p><p align="center"></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSC02337.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSC02337.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong></strong></p><p align="center"><strong> "V" vine de la victoria </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>iernii asupra toamnei .<br /></p><p></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSC02321.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSC02321.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong> </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>In padurea fermecata era un paznic.</strong></p><p align="center"><strong> Fiindca "rondul" lui a fost prea lung </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>si padurea a ramas nepazita, el a fost </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>transformat . </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Acum nu-si mai poate parasi postul. </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>I-am cerut voie sa-l fotografiez. </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Intreg ...<br /></p></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSC02283.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSC02283.jpg" border="0" /><p align="center"></strong></a><strong> ...si portret.</strong></p><p align="center"><strong> L-am intrebat ce o sa se intample cu </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>el cand vine dezghetul . A zambit.<br /></p><p></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSC02284.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSC02284.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a></p><p align="center"><strong>iarna a fost insa deosebit de geroasa. </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Gheata cauta adapost sub mal, ferita de crivat;<br /></p><p></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSCF0002.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSCF0002.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a></p><p align="center"><strong>cu toate acestea fuioare de abur</strong></p><p align="center"><strong> parca ii fac in ciuda!<br /></p><p align="center"></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSCF0047.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSCF0047.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong></strong></p><p align="center"><strong> Ce?! vreti sa fie icebergurile </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>care au scufundat Titanicul?<br /></p><p></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSCF0006.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSCF0006.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong></strong></p><p align="center"><strong>La limanul padurii fermecate coloane </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>albe sustineau cerul sa nu se prabuseasca in apa.<br /></p><p align="center"></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/PICT0027.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/PICT0027.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong></strong></p><p align="center"><strong>In lacasul singuratec vrajitorul </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>are grija "elementelor eterne": </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>pamant, apa si cer... <br /></p></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/PICT0025.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/PICT0025.jpg" border="0" /><p align="center"></strong></a><strong>Ucenicii sai albi vegheaza... <br /></p><p></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/PICT0061.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/PICT0061.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong></strong></p><p align="center"><strong>In paienjenisul crengilor, </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>viata pandeste prima raza de soare. </strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/PICT0063.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/PICT0063.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>Daca reusesti sa treci podul </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>de arama al vrajitorului, </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>poti patrunde in codrul de argint. </strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/R001-014.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/R001-014.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>Frunza bufonului a ramas pe </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>creanga sub povara grea de nea.<br /></p><p align="center"></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/R001-015.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/R001-015.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>Ca sa-i dea o mana de ajutor,</strong></p><p align="center"><strong> au ramas si altele...<br /></p><p align="center"></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/R001-021.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/R001-021.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>iar crengile desfrunzite s-au </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>inlantuit sa le sustina.<br /></p><p align="center"></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/R001-003.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/R001-003.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>Un intreg alai de frunze si fructe si-a </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>facut resedinta mai la loc deschis.<br /></p><p align="center"></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSC02336.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSC02336.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>De cealalta parte gheata</strong></p><p align="center"><strong> isi admira podoabele.<br /></p><p align="center"></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/PICT0094.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/PICT0094.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong>si se anina apoi ca o bijuterie pretioasa </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>la incheietura fragila a ramurelelor.<br /></p></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSC02306.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSC02306.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong><br /></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/DSC02296.jpg"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/320/DSC02296.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><p align="center"><strong>In turnul castelului hlamida de zapada </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>vegheaza visul unei ierni.</strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450706-113964782040671915?l=helenvontroia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Helen Von Troiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14089043117261386934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450706.post-1138126301024087672006-01-24T20:06:00.000+02:002006-01-24T20:21:05.886+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/2169/1600/foto0047a.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; 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