Monday, 1 December 2014

Egor Shapovalov's Blog and Website


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I Arkalova Kate sent a very precise combination of poems of Marina Tsvetaeva and music Sasha Ring.
And pulls his song June: Sini Moscow region hills, in the air a little warm - dust and tar. I sleep all day, all day laughing, - must be recovered from the winter . I'm going home probably quieter. unwritten poems - not sorry! Knock wheels and roasted almonds dearer to me than all the quatrains. Head up to the delights of empty Because the heart - too full! My days are like little waves, which I look at the bridge. Chi- it looks too gentle in gentle air, almost hot ... I'm sick in the summer, barely having recovered from winter. March 13, 1915

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Thursday, 9 October 2014

Mahatma Gandhi

My imperfections and failures are as much a blessing from God as my successes and my talents and I lay them both at his feet.

Mahatma Gandhi
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Wednesday, 1 October 2014

David Hockney

“"The thing is, most people most of the time are pretty blind. They move through the world scanning so as to make sure they don’t bump into anything, but not really looking."”

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David Hockney
A reminder to look at the world around us.
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Thursday, 11 September 2014

Mary Oliver

“It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.”

- Mary Oliver

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