Ilustracije iz wannabe dnevnika, neplanirano rođenog, kada sam živela u Rimu sa dvoje umetnika, tri mačke, četiri gitare i klavirom. Audio-vizuelno-literarni nadražaji ili kako sam se zaljubila.
Rim, 30. maj 2010, 23:15h – Moje misli na trapezu
Ima već pet meseci kako sam ovde, i tek sad počinjem da pišem dnevnik, bolje ikad nego nikad. Da li? Videćemo.
Čitam knjigu Ali Smit (Ali Smith), Girl Meets Boy: “Then I saw her smile so close to my eyes that there was nothing to see but the smile, and the thought came into my head that I’d never been inside a smile before, who’d have thought being inside a smile would be so ancient and so modern both at once?” – nije li predivno biti u nečijem osmehu?
Rim, 31. maj 2010, 20:21h – Your tongue twister is a cultural shock
Italijanska brzalica:
+ me lo –
+ vengo –
x non venir + –
non me lo – +
o x lo –
me lo – –
Neuspeh u komunikaciji.
Rim, 5. jun, 2010, 01:50h – Biti ljubazan?
Dobri moj Čarls Bukovski (Charles Bukowski) me uči da biti ljubazan nije uvek prikladna, niti zaslužena forma akcije.
We are always asked to
understand other person’s
viewpoint
no matter how
out-dated
foolish or
obnoxious.
Rim, 8. jun 2010, 00:04h – Colour my life with the chaos of trouble
Šmeker Hemfri Bogart (Humphrey Bogart) kaže u Kazablanci: “We’ll always have Paris“. Ja kažem da ćemo uvek imati Rim.
We'll always have Rome
Rim, 22. jun 2010, 23:19h – Sve je zapisano u vatrometima
Pričala sam sa jednim od svojih najboljih prijatelja. Rekla sam mu da ovih dana učim o odgovorima na pretrage nekompletnih i nekonzistentnih baza podataka. On kaže da to radim celog svog života.
I might forget you by tomorrow, but right now, oh man..
My cactus grew new flowers.
Rim, 5. jul 2010, 02:49h – Ako kreneš za mnom, upozoravam te da ću biti nenaoružana
Odlomak iz engleskog prevoda pesme Borisa Viana (Boris Vian), Je Voudrais Pas Crever:
…The baked grass of June
The crackling earth
The scent of the pines
And her kisses
Now here now there
Her beauty obvious to all
My Bear cub, Ursula
I don’t want to crack up
Before having used
her mouth with my mouth
her body with my hands
the rest with my eyes
I say no more of it
It’s better to stay reverential…
Ako su tvoji mladeži zarezi, a moji ožiljci slova, naša koža zajedno je nešto najlepše što sam ikada pročitala.
Rim, 14. jul 2010, 14:30h – Džarvise, ti sve moje strahove znaš
“I’ve done this before. And I will do it again. Come on and kill me baby, while you smile like a friend. And I’ll come running, Just to do it again. You are the last drink I never should have drunk. You are the body hidden in the trunk. You are the habit I can’t seem to kick. You are my secrets on the front page every week. You are the car I never should have bought. You are the train I never should have caught. You are the cut that makes me hide my face. You are the party that makes me feel my age. Like a car crash I can see but I just can’t avoid. Like a plane I’ve been told I never should board. Like a film that’s so bad but I’ve gotta stay till the end.”– Pulp, Like a Friend
Takav je odnos između mene i Zaljubljenosti.
Rim, 19. jul 2010, 14:51h – Nothing like the least traveled paths
“Lolita, svetlo moga života, oganj mojih prepona. Greh moj, duša moja. Lo-li-ta: vrh jezika prelazi put od tri stepenika niz nepce da bi na trećem lupnuo o zube. Lo. Li. Ta. Ujutro je bila Lo, naprosto Lo, 148 cm visoka s jednom čarapom na nozi. U pantalonama je bila Lola. U školi je bila Doli. U formularima je bila Dolores. Ali u mom zagraljaju je uvek bila Lolita.” – Vladimir Nabokov, “Lolita”
Voli me. Sada.
Voli me odmah.
London, 1. oktobar 2011, 00:25h – Ovaj šarmantni mladić
Voli me. Još uvek.
The Smiths – This Charming Man
Anja Šišarica je radoznala. Tokom doktorskih studija u Londonu njena tema istraživanja je kreativnost, i poslovno i privatno. Živi svuda po malo, ali nekako uvek na kraju završi u Novom Sadu. Voli pristojne ljude i još previše toga.
