An ordinary working day in the office - phone calls, emails, meetings and the like. Then on the shared office email we receive a "serious" partnership proposal from the company TV3. At first glance - yet another piece of SPAM and I almost delete it. However, the official signature with contact information and statistical data did make me think - no, this is a "targeted" partnership proposal. Only the writing style was utterly confusing and, to a certain extent, undermined the impression of TV3 as a respectable, creative and serious company.
What can't you dream up from the most everyday household items! Here then is a small look at what I consider the most successful creations from Artemy Lebedev's art studio (Студия Артемия Лебедева), whose main charm is a large dose of healthy humour - plus a brief overview of the studio itself.
Yesterday, after a long time, I logged in again to see what's new. I installed a newer version, but the conclusion is the same - that "infernal machine" (read: computer) with its virtual worlds is a terrible time-swallower. Not for nothing have some people literally moved into Second Life - opened their own little shop, started new relationships, built themselves a house with an electronic fence that strangers simply cannot enter.
German artist Lars Stroschen, who uses "an island with a propeller" as his pseudonym, has created a peculiar yet functional art object for the delight of Berliners and visitors to Berlin - the hotel CITY LODGE. Each room here has its own concept, its own name and a one-of-a-kind original décor. The hotel leaves a surreal impression on its visitors - how else could one perceive a bed floating in the middle of the room, furniture placed on the ceiling, sleeping quarters in the shape of a coffin, and so on and so forth.
An acquaintance of mine once said that the violin is an instrument that can simultaneously be both joyful and sad. In any case, it is an ambiguous instrument. Is there a greater nightmare than scales played on a violin (and played "dirtily" at that)? And is there a greater pleasure than listening to Vivaldi or a Hungarian Rhapsody?
There is no point in idolising her, pursuing her, seducing her or trying to take her by force - she chooses her own partner, and only in tête-à-tête with her chosen one does she reveal the depth of her feelings. She regards her body as a precious instrument that only a virtuoso may play.
This Tuesday I received a phone call from a representative of Zvaigzne ABC congratulating me on having entered a competition and won the widely praised book by J. Kotter and H. Rathgeber "Our Iceberg Is Melting". The book essentially uses allegory to tell an eight-step programme for successfully implementing change in a company, a country, a family, or a relationship. It brilliantly portrays various character types of people - sorry, penguins - and their behaviour in critical situations. Yet at the end, looking at it with a critical eye, I found myself with a series of "buts".
A long-known saying - don't judge a man by his hat, but by his shoes. Every knowledgeable woman can say that the first impression of a man and the shoes he wears can be quite telling. The better-kept and more expensive the shoes he wears, the more put-together he is himself and the more stable and financially secure his situation. But what about women?
With this article I begin a series on zodiac signs and the women born under each particular sign. Each month one of the twelve zodiac signs will be examined, focusing on the nature of women born under that sign in intimate relationships.
When I listened to DJ Ötzi's "Ein Stern (...der deinen Namen trägt)", I fell in love with his music immediately and irreversibly. If I had to say what underlies this performer's rapid rise in popularity, it is unquestionably the "catchiness" of his songs - you listen once and then hum it to yourself all evening.
