Sunday tune

Hello everyone,

Remember how I posted on Friday this really cool campaign done by Contrex mineral water? Well here's the music they used for the whole thing: Francoise Hardy - Comment te dire adieu.
Enjoy and have a wonderful weekend!

Who ever said exercise was dull...

...Clearly did not hear about the 'Contrex experience'! :) 

I've been watching this clip over and over again, having fun every time and not getting bored.  

Heads up for Contrex' brilliant idea!

Enjoy

Weekend atmosphere

Here comes the weekend and I am feeling dreamy. 

I woke up this morning with Antonin Dvorak's Serenade for strings stuck in my head, especially the second movement - Tempo di valse (to be honest with you I went to bed thinking of it). It makes me smile and feel alive every time I listen to it, so I decided to share it with you. :)

The piece was conducted by Daniel Barenboim and performed by the London Chamber Orchestra in 1971.

I had the opportunity to see Barenboim conduct this year at the George Enescu festival and it was exquisite!

I hope you guys have a great weekend.

Take care xx 

The young Victoria

I watched this weekend the historic drama 'The young Victoria' and absolutely loved it. Those of you who haven't watched it yet, do so. It's a different love story than the usual chick flicks and the romantic comedies one finds these days. You won't be sorry.

I may be a hopeless romantic but Sinead O'Connor's "Only you" song is absolutely stunning. 

I can't seem to stop listening to it. :)

Latura cool a iederei

Intotdeauna mi-au placut casele, zidurile, gardurile, podeturile etc. acoperite cu iedera. Am impresia ca parca ar fi scoase din cartile cu basme, basca faptul transforma orice casa nerenovata intr-o oaza de oxigen pe verticala cu aspect simpatic. Asa ca enjoy :)

Photos courtesy of Xena bites back, tubblesnap, Jon Barbour & Favim

My daily moodswing...

...se datoreaza norilor si frigului.

Enjoy! 

Cocoon - Oh my God

Passe em casa

I've had this tune stuck in my head all day long so I thought I'd share it with you and hopefully I will get over it haha :)

Passeeeeee em casa... :)

YOU.

I just stumbled upon this text on lettersillneversend.

Although it has not been written for me I find myself within its lines and hope that whoever will read it will get the same feeling of hope as I did.
Indeed everything will be okay no matter what...

YOU.

You. Yes, you, I am writing this for you.
I know you are reading this. And I want you to know I am writing this for you . No one else will understand. No one else knows. They think that this is for them. But it's not. I am writing this for you.
I want you to know, life...it's hard. Every day can be a challenge. It can be a challenge to get up in the morning. To get yourself out of bed. To put on that smile. But I want you to know, that smile is what keeps me going some days. You need to remember, even through the tough times, you are amazing. You really are.
You should be happy. You are gorgeous.
I know that the weather might not be perfect. You might have to turn your back to the wind or feel the cold nipping at your nose. But you know what, at least you are there to feel it. At least you can enjoy the sun's warm rays on your face. Or that cold February wind biting at your cheeks. You know what that means?
You are alive.
Everything will be okay.

Wishful thinking

Incredibil cat de repede a trecut anul asta - e deja toamna! 

Desi avem parte de vreme excelenta, duc deja dorul zilelor de vara & al celor de concediu, lipsite de orice grija. 

Si pentru ca nu-mi ramane decat sa tanjesc dupa ele pana la anul, astazi as vrea sa fiu aici...

Photo courtesy of We heart it

Stiu pe cineva care...

... este un super violonist!

Din ciclul "Ce prieteni super-mega-talentati am" vi-l prezint pe Giovanni Guzzo, un violonist minunat si un prieten carismatic, pe care te poti baza intotdeauna. Stiu ca inregistrarea este de acum ceva timp (2007) dar imaginati-va cat de bun e acum, 4 ani mai tarziu :)

Despre batranete

Adesea ma lovesc de expresia "Urata-i batranetea". Varstnicii, parintii, pana si persoanele de varsta mea au senzatia ca intr-adevar batranetea este o varsta a chinurilor, a supararii, a inutilitatii, a decliniului general.

Ei bine, nu sunt de aceasta parere!

In mod evident, pentru a ajunge la batranete trebuie sa acumulezi o anumita experienta de viata, o intelepciune la care altfel n-ai avea acces decat din spusele altora sau din citite. Este o noua etapa a vietii unui om si una pe care cred ca ar trebui s-o privim ca o aventura nu neaparat o corvoada. Acest lucru mi-l confirma chiar Andrei Plesu intr-unul din textele sale intitulat "Vechime si batranete", din volumul "Despre frumusetea uitata a vietii". 

Iata cateva pasaje din acesta:

"Din pacate, viata cotidiana valorifica in mult mai mare masura latura sumbra a celor doi termeni (vechi & batranete), pejoratia lor. Batranii incurca: blocheaza culoarele gloriei, impovareaza bugetul familiei si al statului, nu reusesc sa moara la timp. Sunt "vechituri". Sunt "o problema". Si, cata vreme ii percepem ca problema, nu avem acces la nicio solutie. Solutia incepe sa se contureze abia dupa ce schimbam perspectiva, abia dupa ce descoperim atuurile varstei tarzii, tonusul ei subtil, iradierea exemplaritatii ei. [...] A imbatrani e a deschide o poarta spre orizontul vechimii. [...] Si cum altfel am putea descoperi vechimea lumii [...] fara sa devenim vechi noi insine, fara sa imbatranim? Batranii poarta povara intelepciunii, ceea ce nu inseamna altceva decat ca ei cunosc caile lumii, caci ii impartasesc vechimea. Au aceeasi stare cu ea. 

Cand suntem batrani din toata inima, autentici in fiinta noastra, in adevarul prezentei noastre, cu tot ce in ea gravitas si excentricitate, asta se rasfrange, indirect, asupra binelui public si, prin aceasta, si asupra binelui tinerelor genratii. Ceea ce face fin batranetie o ocupatie permanenta (a full-time job), din care nu iesi niciodata la pensie.

A fi batran e o aventura. Sa iesi din cada si sa alergi la telefon, sau pur si simplu sa cobori cateva trepte implica tot atatea riscuri ca o calatorie prin desertul Gobi calare pe o camila. Altadata, cand ne ajutau picioarele, coboram scarile rapid si eram de indata la usa. Acum insa, cine stie cand ne lasa, in mod perfid, genunchii si cand vom rata, la coborare, o treapta. Altadata invatam de la vulpi si soimi; astazi invatatoarele si invatatorii nostri sunt morsele, broastele testoase si elanii innamoliti in malstini. Aventrua lentorii."