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Pagliacci: Collages from the Swedish Tale
When everything is gone, memories remain. Snapshots of the moments your soul feeds on. And craves for more. Even when it's over. Because all good things come to an end.
Not the craving, though. It's insatiable. It wants more. It wants to suck on your good memories, rip your heart to pieces. Devour it in a few bites of the crazed, starved beast, making you bleed on the inside as you go on with your life with a fake and pathetic smile on your face. Like a clown.
Pagliacci.
No one sees your tears. No one smells your longing. No one licks your wounds. No one hears you cry.
No one picks you up and holds you under your arm as you stumble to take another breath and blink away your blurry sight while you grope for a familiar memory in a very distant future, trying to make it alive. Trying to make it omnipresent. Trying to relive it – now.
Except for those who know you, except for those who have shared it with you. The moments, the images, the laughter, the smells, the walks, the ice creams, the sounds, the games, the thoughts, the experiences, the dreams, the feelings, the recollections, the foolishness. Knitting them into collages that will stay with you forever. Those are your people. Your friends.
That is the beauty of it. The beauty I will try to share and portray here for you. Because when the words fail, pictures continue to tell our story.
Thank you, Växjö, for everything. Really.
BJ
www.bernardjan.com
Original blog post - images from Sweden
Related posts:
Summer in Sweden
Sweden in My Mind
In Between Places
My other blogs
Not the craving, though. It's insatiable. It wants more. It wants to suck on your good memories, rip your heart to pieces. Devour it in a few bites of the crazed, starved beast, making you bleed on the inside as you go on with your life with a fake and pathetic smile on your face. Like a clown.
Pagliacci.
No one sees your tears. No one smells your longing. No one licks your wounds. No one hears you cry.
No one picks you up and holds you under your arm as you stumble to take another breath and blink away your blurry sight while you grope for a familiar memory in a very distant future, trying to make it alive. Trying to make it omnipresent. Trying to relive it – now.
Except for those who know you, except for those who have shared it with you. The moments, the images, the laughter, the smells, the walks, the ice creams, the sounds, the games, the thoughts, the experiences, the dreams, the feelings, the recollections, the foolishness. Knitting them into collages that will stay with you forever. Those are your people. Your friends.
That is the beauty of it. The beauty I will try to share and portray here for you. Because when the words fail, pictures continue to tell our story.
Thank you, Växjö, for everything. Really.
BJ
www.bernardjan.com
Original blog post - images from Sweden
Related posts:
Summer in Sweden
Sweden in My Mind
In Between Places
My other blogs
Polar Dream Review
Polar Dream by Davor RostuharMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
Polar Dream is the latest amazing book by my favorite Croatian writer and photographer, Davor Rostuhar. In this unbelievable adventure, Davor surrounded himself with his dream and followed it all the way to the South Pole. He walked 1,163 km solo, pulling his sled, unsupported and unassisted in the journey of cold and silence that lasted 48 days.
Polar Dream is a story of the strength of human will, endurance, courage, dedication, belief in yourself. But also a story of one amazing dream and all it took to reach it. If you are an adventurer, a wanderer, or you just like to learn about untouched and hidden corners of our planet and its majestic beauty, this is the book you should have and read. Not only to give respect to Davor, who is the 26th person in the history who achieved something so incredible that borders with craziness—to walk by himself, unassisted and unsupported, on his expedition from the coast of Antarctica to the South Pole, but also to listen to his motivating and inspiring thoughts and voice. Because for him, there is no giving up.
“My arena is silent and lonely, but support from my fans echoes faintly through this holy silence, and on its wings I fly toward victory.”
Polar Dream - South Pole Expedition is also available in English, thanks to Davor who translated it himself from Croatian.
For more information about other Davor’s adventures, expeditions and books, visit his websites www.davorrostuhar.com and www.kek.hr.
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