Saturday, May 24, 2008

anderso festival

(this blog is written 8 month before,i dont know why i dont publish it.)

lot's of thing are make me happy like taking photo,pass time with my friends listening music,watch good movies.call to my famlly, it's all my things, i really never thanks to people who i have to thanks on this matter i'm psychotic or maybe to much inner circulated,because i think i don't have to thank my friend if they need help i will help the without asking any question.

last night i was in sestri levane this is the end of the liguria province for andersson festival it's really total new experience for me. i really go there for watch a show of reader it's kind mix of music and reading.

the name of the show is 'storie of the seaman' conducted by vinicio capossela.

the stage was in the sea on a boat and the odience are stay on the beach.

just imagin that somebody reading a story of a seaman and people are listening that under the moon light on the beach.

it was really awosome i never forget this night. i was with my friend mattheo and daniel. it's the last best night i spend in genova.

for attend the festival we don't mind to drive 15 mile to reach the festival.it was awosome. i have lots of dream i want to write a book about me and my unwanted thoughts.it's mean a lot.



boy and jim morrison


some few peoples really undesrstand the meanning of the life.i feel really sorry when i saw peoples cut each other for greed and selfishness.but why we don't live peacefullly with our friends and familly.i'm gonna tell you a story of a guy who is born in a country where every wrong thing is right!where if you see something wrong happening but you don't protest against it then peoples say bravo.but the boy is not like this he start doing protest at first insight his familly.his father is a well known person also a government worker who have some duty for public.governments pay him for his job but no he was & is not happy with the salary so he start taking money from peoples for do his job properly.first time the boy saw the curroption inside his family. he don't understand it why his father take money from peoples,a big ? mark inside his young mind.only person he can get the ans that was his mother but mother don't answer anything. day by day the question mark is getting bigger and bigger.
so he just ask his father why he take money from peoples?his father dan't answer him nothing.but some years after te boy understand this is curreption he start avoiding his father because he fell guilty for his fathers work.
the boy start learning the bad matters of the society he want to change those matters, but he dont know what he can do.he start writhing his thought's in the paper try to publish it on the local news paper but nobody wants to puiblish the words of him.because the thought was unacceptable and too much hate orriented against society.'ok! no body want to publish it i don't give a fuck'
the boy was really emotional and this thing is really helped him,one situation one day he go to a video library for get the movie full metal jacket of oliver stone.unfortunatly the movie was not in the libray so the maneger of video ibrary tell him 'don't worry i will get you another movie of oliver stone.did you saw the doors.
boy answered 'no'.
after 5 minute!boy was in the street on his hand 'the doors'.he comes to his house put the vhs on the vcr start watching the autobiography of jim morrison.totally a new world flashed up infront of his eyes.he was became totally fascinated about the jim morrissn and offcourse the actor val kilmar who played the carecter of jim morrison i really dont know what attracted him the boldness or the enigmatic personality or the depth of his poetry.
folks just read it.
The world becomes an apparently infinite,yet possibly finite, card game.Image combinations,permutations,comprise the world game. or
Cool poolsfrom a tired landsink nowin the peace of eveningClouds weakenand die.The sun, an orange skull,whispers quietly, becomes anisland, & is gone.
There they arewatchingus everythingwill be dark.The light changed.We were awareknee-deep in the fluttering airas the ships move ontrains in their wake. this thoughts are too much strong for a 15 years old boy.he don't even understand the things properly. but the words alwayse push him to think about life,love,compassion,affection allmost all emotional elements.
boy decided that he will be like him. so a new journey started to become jim morrison. first step --long hair.
second step------ check every library to find book about jim morrison but sorry he don't find nothing. so the source is pireted copy of 'an amirican prayer'
third steps----read the songs of jim morrison and smoke joint for understanding those.
after 1 year continuous trying to become jim morrisson the achievement was he is a well known look alike of jim morrison, joint smoker and famous for his unaccepteble stage act with an unfamous the doors cover band.
after all of this things the boy realized that he cant be jim morrison because he is the one and only an american poet.
but any way he also thankfull to the jim morrison because he helped him to become an performer,a singer, a writer.
love you american poet.god only made one jim morrison and that is enough

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Novera Ahmed(enigmatic pioneer sculptor of Bangladesh)


Novera Ahmed, a highly talented, audacious and somewhat enigmatic pioneer sculptor of Bangladesh who is credited with the original design of the Shaheed Minar, a historical memorial monument for the martyrs of the language movement of 1952.

In 1957. the work of Shaheed Minar evolved - Novera Ahmed collaborated with Hamidur Rahman in the field of designing the fountain and embellishing the landscape with sculptures and design of plants and foliage. Both Hamidur Rahman and Novera Ahmed had spent time in Florence and Novera had studied sculpture under Dr. Vogel in London and the famous Italian Venturino Venturi in Florence. She was especially fascinated by the great tradition of fountain sculptures abounding in Italian cities, such as the Fontana Trevi in Rome and Piazza Vecchio in Florence and garden designing as in Bobli Gardens and Villa Borghese. Mughals had practiced fountain art in India, but only in well-laid gardens, as pan of the designs of these gardens. In Europe however, fountains had been a part of the aesthetic layout of cities. When Novera came back to Dhaka, she became the first practitioner of fountain art in the then East Pakistan. Obviously, she wanted to include a fountain as part of the structural design of the Shaheed Minar.

As an avant garde artist she wanted to add a new dimension to the landscape of Shaheed Minar using the flow of water as a complement to the graceful moving shadows on the marble platform. Her sculptures were also to enhance the passion and pain of the martyrs through figurative works. She was the first sculptor who pointed out the importance of placing sculpture in the open air. Unfortunately, these aspects remain unfulfilled to a great extent even now.

In late 1958, following the imposition of martial law by General Ayub Khan, the Shaheed Minar plan was shelved and those connected with it had to undergo various tortures and harassment. In 1972, designs were called for to rebuild the Shaheed Minar (which was destroyed on the night of March 27, 1971 by the Pakistan Army). A competition was held and many people submitted their designs from amongst which Hamidur Rahman's layout was selected once again. But the original vision was never fully executed... Hamidur Rahman or Novera cannot implement their designs now. Hamidur Rahman passed away in 1989. And Novera Ahmed had simply left, with no forwarding address. No one knows where she lives now, or what she is doing. A pity such a gifted artist has vanished from amongst us.

Had Hamidur Rahman been alive today, he would have been happy to see that his humble offering has provided the central meeting point where people's songs and dramas are acted and where intellectuals and politicians go to place wreaths of homage to the departed souls of the martyrs.