Born in 1958 in Maquela Do Zombo (Angola), Franck K. Lundangi moved to Zaïr (Congo Democratic Republic) with his parents when he was only three years old, fleeing the civil war in their country. 22 years later, he went back to his home country to join the national football team where he played for 5 years before moving again, this time to Gabon. He turned towards art shortly after his arrival in France in 1990. This revelation, which emerged while meeting a community of artists in the surroundings of Paris, among whom, his future wife Catherine, would create a turning point in Franck Lundangi ’s carreer. A poet and philosopher, Lundangi ’s art explores the themes of life, death and love. His inspiration comes from silence. Franck Lundangi ’s approach can be described as spiritual, and cosmological. Using a variety of techniques : painting, drawing, sculpture and printing, the artist ’s graphic and pictorial universe combines simplicity and elegance. Franck Lundangi has participated in numerous one-man shows as well as collective exhibits and several artist-in-residence programs.

http://www.cavinmorris.com

Die Glut - Sascha Schneider

Neurons that fire together wire together.

confirmation biases

This day has been started from Hegel. Or from Magritte. 

« Comment peindre un verre d’eau d’une manière qui ne soit ni indifférente ni fantaisiste, mais comme qui dirait avec génie ? J’ai alors pensé que Hegel (un autre génie) aurait été très sensible à cet objet qui a deux fonctions opposées en même temps: rejeter l’eau (s’en protéger) et la garder (la contenir). Il aurait été ravi, je pense, ou amusé (comme on cherche à l’être lorsqu’on est en vacances) et j’ai appellé le tableau Les Vacances de Hegel.»

I am watching film about life of Merab Mamardashvili. His comrade of life says that all philosophers are well-drinkers. Except Hegel. This Magritte’s glass was filled of heart at this moment 

Poetry is unlikable because it’s story without plot. It’s like a man without past who  left everything he had in the past tense.

Read that neocortex uses the same algorithm everywhere, in every possible connection. I’d like to use my mind in different social algorithms, but as a result I just met the fear of my own. 

I passed English grammar test with 25 score. 25 from 25. Randomly best score that’s showing not best results there, something that’s disappearing everytime/everywhere. 

I'm an engineer making 100 rubles a month And i won't get any more I'm twenty-five But I still don't really know what I need Seems like there is no reason For being proud of my life But if I had a choice I would be like me again.

Merab says that good hero doesn’t feel influence of environment. Someone told that genius is the person who’s feeling time perfectly. And I realized that future tense is laying in philosophy, scientists can approve both of facts and they will right.

‘I didn't watch, but I will, thanks. watched 'Paris, Texas' on Friday night. Was listening to Prokofiev - Symphony 7 in Odessa Philarmony yesterday. Then read interesting books. Between these moments ate burger and felt burden of being whole night’.

Burger and burden - quintessential.                         Just try to burn calories everyday in the gym.                         Today Burden pause. 

The moment just passed.

“HIPPIES- HYPOCRISY and “HAPPINESS” - Ambassador College Research Department, Pasadena, California, 1968.

all are welcome

The Mirror (Andrei Tarkovsky, 1975)

Hibiscus Blossom by Man Ray, 1946

«Грубый скиф или дикарь, который пожирает свое потомство… — Геродот рассказывает об обычае древних скифов съедать своих престарелых родителей и дедов, но не детей.»

Отрывок из книги: Шекспир, Уильям. «Король Лир.» Искусство, 1960-06-01T23:00:00+00:00. iBooks.

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Le Corbusier, Boredom reigned without!

cantopop qUEEN covers george michael n does it better