I just realized something,

Jan. 25th, 2007 12:32 pm
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My two favourite artists were bisexual, feminist, controversial women. Huh.
And despite being very different in culture, politics and art, there are more similarities than differences between them.

I mean they both pushed the envelope of their respective arts at the time, both had extra-marital affairs with women (they remained married to their husbands until the end of their lives, though Frida divorced Diego Rivera once, but they remarried). They both had extremely turbulent, hard lives, dealing with many health (mental and physical) issues, until they both died at a young age.
Both at the end of their lives, seemed happy to leave this world on their own terms (Woolf committed suicide, Kahlo gave in to her bodies demands).

Death and metamorphoses is apparent in their work and both very conscious of the fact that they were not as society wanted them to be.

It's easy to see why I love them.
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Dec. 31st, 2006 07:30 pm
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If anyone was looking outside today at around two o'clock, you'll know that it was pouring with rain and that those who chose to go outside unshielded were drenched within seconds.

That's what I drove in.

It wasn't too bad, since I have been driving for three years now (more, counting the lessons) and have driven in hard rain before, in fact I've driven in the dark, in traffic, in heavy rain. But this was different because this was the first time I'd driven to Terminal 3 at Ben-Gurion Air Port on my own and I was a bit tense on the way because I'd never driven there.
It's a very long way in the rain and the high way was scary, because of the trucks and the fact that it wasn't just the rain, but also the splashing from the other cars and my friends, Geah High way has many, many potholes which cause major splashes.

Anywho I arrived before Mummy came out and bought myself a cup of coffee and read a bit of "Casino Royale" in the bookshop, which they re-issued for the movie, I didn't get a chance to go beyond the first few pages, because people had began to pour out of the doors. Mummy didn't take long and she looked really good.
She decided to drive home (which I was happy about, because I was exhausted from driving before) and after we got home and had a cup of coffee we opened up the luggage and out came many presents for many people.

I got three books: Fragile Things by Neil Gaiman, You're Wearing That?: Understanding Mothers and Daughters in Conversation by Deborah Tannen and You Just Don't Understand: Women and Men in Conversation also by Deborah Tannen.
And since last week was my sister's wedding anniversary, Mummy babysat for the Babies, while sister and her husband spent the weekend in New York City, New York where there was a nice little market where she got for me and some other people a pillow made by Pillows for the People, which has the image of Frida Khalo hand painted on it, filled with Lavndar and made out of vintage cloth, it says "Viva Frida!" So nice. Here's an image of the pillow, isn't it pretty.
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Sep. 16th, 2006 07:15 pm
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There are ups and downs to working in a DVD rental store.
An up is that I've got "Frida" in the background which is one of the best movies made in the past decade!
A down is that I'm working at the moment.
I like my weekends and this weekend has been quite nice... except for the working part.

Last night [livejournal.com profile] nurint had a small birthday party at the Herzeliya Pituach "Max Brenner", oh the lovely chocolate, so excellent.
As is common in a mixed crowed of people, subject matter jumped to many an inappropriate place, so amusing.
I love my many friends, it's constantly amazing how "little loner Mel" has so many friends and that I really, really enjoy spending time with them and going to their birthday parties, actually having quality time with people who share interests, who think I'm important and that I think them important to me in return.

Amazing.
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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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