24 diciembre, 2012

Adeste fideles.

Felix Dies Nativitatis

This is a  little Christmas post to share such a dear date with all of you who let my smallness move you and give part of your time to this blog. Many blessings to you and your loved ones.


this is my favourite villancico, delightfully sang by Enya

Adeste, fideles, laeti, triumphantes,
Venite, venite in Bethlehem:
Natum videte Regem Angelorum:

Venite adoremus, venite adoremus
Venite adoremus Dominum.

En grege relicto, humiles ad cunas,
vocatis pastores approperant.
Et nos ovanti gradu festinemus.

Venite adoremus, venite adoremus
Venite adoremus Dominum.

Aeterni Parentis splendorem aeternum,
Velatum sub carne videbimus
Delum Infantem, pannis involutum.

Venite adoremus, venite adoremus
Venite adoremus Dominum.

Pro nobis egenum et foeno cubamtem,
Piis foveamus amplexibus:
Sic nos amantem quis nos redamaret?

Venite adoremus, venite adoremus
Venite adoremus Dominum.

This is a close picture of my family´s Christmas tree, which is very dear to us.

maybe the stars have fallen on the ground as golden dew in disguise
and that is why the skies are so silent

I love our Christmas tree. Every year my family takes a whole day to decorate our house and we do the tree together, listening and singing Christmas carols. For us it is not a mere ornament, we are all very aware of the meaning of the tree for the festivities and we make it full, all gold and red.
When I was smaller I used to lie under its branches for hours, and watch its shine from the inside. It feels like a deep inside-universe of jewel fruits and warm glow in this dark season. I wanted to share a little of that feeling with this picture.


This is the angel of our glass Nativity scene.

this angel looks like silence sounds

You may know that in some countries there is the tradition, stronger than the one of the Christmas tree, of setting Nativity scenes during all the liturgical period celebrating the born of Jesus Christ. For that reason, this is a very important part of the Christmas decorations. We bought this Nativity scene some years ago because I saw this angel lost on the shelf of a store. When I asked about it I learned that is was part of a beautiful whole, so we took it home.
I will probably show you the rest of it in the coming days, but tonight I want to share with you the angel only.

I think only Sartre, in his Bariona, has ever thought of what tonight might have meant for the angels. And it gives a whole different light to how the angels came to us and how they told us what was going on.

God bless, dearly,
ღ Leticia

20 diciembre, 2012

... there was a closed door.

I didn’t want to let the day go by without making a little homage to the 200 anniversary of the publishing of the Grimm Brothers’ very first book of folk tales. I need to thank them the grave remainder on the existence of monsters and the hope that, in some exceptional occasions, they can be defeated.


It took me by surprise and I could not draw anything for the occasion but I so want to be part of it, so I had to improvise.

and that's what the old man told me when I asked about the lantern

This is the beginning of one of my own tales inspired by the Grimm Brothers’ work.

Until next time,

ღ Leticia

13 diciembre, 2012

Impressions III

Today was a beautiful day.
I washed and mended my teddy bear´s clothes, bought a present for someone dear, got myself two wonderful sketch books with a very unusual type of paper, and had a tea with cake in the most beautiful teashop I have ever seen.
 
tea of violet petals with brown sugar
 
 
last star in the sky


Until next time,
ღ Leticia

11 diciembre, 2012

A song in a letter 

Something lovely happened today.

I got an email from an admirer (that person self-described as such) of my Little Prince pictures. This person linked me this song, saying that the lyrics reminded him/her of what I wrote in The Little Prince, the rose garden and in The Little Prince, a sky with no stars.


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stars fall, birds sleep
I think of you
I hum to myself a song for you
how far I've come away from you
to find the everlasting
teardrops softly float in the universe
I lost my way
but I remember...

the way you call me
the way you surround me
the way you breath
when I look up to the sky
only you
just only you
now I can see the way to you
so I'll return to where I belong

spring comes, roses die
I dream of you
whisper me a sweet lullaby you used to sing
how many dawns and dusks have gone by
enough to know what I found
deep sighs sadly ring out the universe
I lost my way
but I remember...

the way you smile
the way you cry
just the way you are

the way you kiss me
the way you touch me
the way you look into my eyes so gently

the way you call me
the way you surround me
the way you breath
when I look up to the sky
only you
just only you
now I can see the way to you
so I'll return to where I belong

I remember...

 
I am not very fond of the singer’s voice and neither of the official video, but I have to say that I really liked the lyrics. They even have some indirect quoting of the book, like the “you, only you”, which is from the “you, only you, will have stars that can laugh!” that the little prince says to the pilot before departing forever.
And it is a lovely coincidence that Chouchou means butterfly, which makes me think of what the rose said before the little prince departed forever (?).

I am posting this as a thank you to this lovely person who went through my intrincate writing and made me smile widely today.

Until next time,

ღ Leticia

03 diciembre, 2012

Impressions II

This October I was very lucky and had the chance to have a practical lecture on Greek vases in a an important museum (our awesome professor arranged it). I had the chance to touch original pieces, examine carefully the painting and learn how to manipulate them.
Oh, and one of my observations on one of them was documented (not a big deal, but it was exciting).
 
They allowed me to take some pictures with my phone of part of the material when we were done:

my favourite one of these was the tiny alabaster one that looks somehow Egyptian
it seemed to glow!

the one at the top left is a water game

the beautiful attic black-glazed kylix has a "bell" inside. nobody knows why

this is a white-ground lekythos with a funerary scene
very valuable and extremely fragile


That was a really interesting day. And I had a big train-adventure on my way there!

Until next time,
ღ Leticia

02 diciembre, 2012

Tempus Adventus

Today we start the period of Advent, the Adventus Redemptoris.

gold is certainly something amazing
it acknowledges the most imperceptible spark of light and turns it into glow

I have been wanting to draw my own Advent wreath for a while without success, I have the sketch done but I never managed to get the time I will need to perform it on date. I am afraid this year is not going to be the exception,  even though I want to draw some things during my Christmas break; so let this be my first candle of Avent, named the candle of Expectation, Hope or Prophecy. Christmas is my favourite time of the year...

This wonderful glass Christmas tree is a picture I took with my cellphone in Mdina, Malta.
 

Until next time,
ღ Leticia