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PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 11:54 am    Post subject: Seattle 06 Reply with quote



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PostPosted: Sat May 13, 2006 6:15 pm    Post subject: job interview Reply with quote

“This day might change my entire life” she thinks to herself as Caroline is sitting on the sofa, trying to ignore the huge, wooden door that could open every minute and maybe could be her entrance into a new future. She intensively tries to focus on the words she has prepared, but nervous as she is, she cannot clearly remember a thing. “I am neatly dressed, I am self-confident, and I am the most suitable person for this job. All I need to do is to convince these guys behind the door”, she whispers and hopes that no one will hear her. With her trembling hands she pulls her blazer straight. Waiting drives her crazy.

Millions of thought are rushing through her head, things that she usually tries not to think about: “Is this really me? If I am honest to myself, is this company not the embodiment of everything I actually don’t like? But what is honesty worth these days? We are living in a capitalist world and I’ll have to make a compromise – we all have to. Working for a company like this will give me new perspectives…and what about my own self-realisation? My occupation should be my vocation, or do I expect too much. Maybe I am just naïve.“

She hears the voices of children outside and thinks about her childhood dreams. She always wanted to become a nurse when she was a little girl. Probably because she spent a lot of time in hospital, visiting her grandmother before she died. The nurses there always seemed happy and friendly, and they helped other people. Caroline wanted to be like them, when she eventually would be an adult. She could not wait to grow up.

Sometimes she aks herself if she has ever really grown up. Her friends begrudge her this opportunity for a great job with fantastic payment and now all these doubts are coming to her mind. She never really knew what she wanted. Then reflections about starting a family come to her mind. “Well, just another sacrifice I’ll have to make. Her thoughts are interrupted all of a sudden.

The big door opens. A tall, bald man comes out dressed in a dark suit. Instinctively her eyes wander towards another door, the exit. Then her rigid and pensive gaze becomes more decisive. She rises up to her feet, forces an overconfident smile on her lips and stabs towards the door. “Are you ready to come in?” the man asks her.
“Absolutely”, Caroline responds.
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PostPosted: Sat May 13, 2006 7:29 pm    Post subject: Seattle 6 Reply with quote

We met in the park last Sunday. I was sitting on a bench and the first rays of sunshine fondled my skin, warmed my body. And I remember wind. Blowing through my hair. Cherry blossoms dancing in the wind. To the melody of life. The smell of this special moment attached itself to my memory. It is ridiculous. These moments stay on your mind forever. You remember them without knowing why. Other moments disappear. Melt away. And you cannot bring them back to life. The day my husband died was such a moment in my life. I cannot remember what I actually did that day. All I remember is the shrillness of the telephone. And that I was completely wet. I was under water. I think that I was having a bath when it happened. But I’m not sure. Today, it seems like a dream to me. A dream without the moment of awakening. These are the moments in life when you cannot really tell if you are a butterfly dreaming to be human, or a human dreaming to be a butterfly. There is nothing than confusion. Reality seems to fade into darkness. That’s why I cannot cry. I was unable to cry when my husband died. Butterflies cannot cry. They die when you touch their wings. I need to be touched. But I’m afraid of dying. Perhaps it is the only way to escape the dream. Am I dreaming? Last Sunday, when I was sitting on this bench in the park, I saw children building sandcastles on the playground. I felt the warmth of the sun on my body and smelled the cherry blossoms. It felt like home. Like the taste of my mother’s lasagne. And suddenly I heard this voice: “You look beautiful in the sun. I like the expression in your eyes. I don’t want to be indiscreet, but may I paint you? Would you be my model?” I don’t know why I said ‘yes’ and now I’m in this studio. I like it here. The huge windows allow the light to come in and stay. I stayed, too. Canvas is leaning against every single wall. Pencils in old mustard jars decorate the massive oak tree table in the middle of the room. I can see colors everywhere. Crimson, purple, indigo. The indigo reminds me of the deep blue of the ocean. When I lived in Australia, I often sat in the sand and just watched this blueness. A blues singer on my discman. I have blue eyes. Sometimes everything is just blue. Like pressing your nose against a cold window and afterwards watching the condensation disappear. Like it had never been there. Its birth implies its death. “Please turn your head a little bit to the right. Thank you. And please don’t move. Stay in this position.” Yes I stay. I like the atmosphere in the studio. But I cannot stop moving. Life has to go on – so I have to keep moving. Without movements nothing would change. Ayers Rock is changing colors depending on the time of the day. Even stones change. Why shouldn’t I? Everything forces me to change. Even a traffic light. When it is red I stop. When it is green I go. From one minute to the next everything had changed in my life. The ringing of a telephone changed my life. The slapping of a tiny butterfly’s wing can cause a hurricane. Can I cause a hurricane? “Okay. That’s it. Do you want to have a look?” This is me. I can see myself on the canvas. And a tiny butterfly that landed on it. I am not dreaming. I am awake. Someone has touched me. His name is Stefan. We met in the pak last Sunday.
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PostPosted: Sat May 13, 2006 9:37 pm    Post subject: To the Artist, Respectfully Reply with quote

To the Artist, Respectfully

Dear Mr. Budian
please don't make me cry so much.
I'm getting quite weak
and I've only seen half of your pictures.

How can you bear it?
How can you go on in this
nothingness
go on
to paint cherry blossom?

I can't, you see,
am stuck in your empty faces
in your one-coloured rooms
with the dark windows.

Please don't make me cry again,
Mr. Budian.
Show me the world on the other side.
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