LNU has crosses. But I see the positives. Why was the garrison destroyed? ZERO, so what? Shouldn't it have been "destroyed"? Larisa Kolesnikova, Well, if we were to destroy it, then for what purpose?
ZERO, in my opinion... a level horizon isn't needed here. But I'd like to destroy it even faster.
The LNU has crosses. But I see the positives. Why was the garrison destroyed? ZERO, so what? Shouldn't it have been "destroyed"? Larisa Kolesnikova, Well, if we were to destroy it, then for what purpose? ZERO, in my opinion... a level horizon isn't needed here. But destroying it even further... I'd like to.
Larisa Kolesnikova, that's why I asked, what was the plan.
ZERO, no. I won't try to describe what we saw at the exit and how we understood our joint... I won't. Everyone has their own eyes. You saw it and are confused by the blockage... we saw something else, and the blockage is necessary here.
ZERO, no. I won't try to describe what we saw on the way out and how we understood our joint... I won't. Everyone has their own perspective. You saw it and it bothers you... we saw something else, and the blockage is necessary here.
Larisa Kolesnikova, Larisa, nothing bothers me. When I saw the photo, the thought occurred to me that the garrison was blocked intentionally, and the NMV wasn't even enough; more could have been done. Basically, our thoughts coincided.
Larisa Kolesnikova, I wish this part of the cartoon played a bigger role View crop and the frames don't interact with each other; they exist separately. The tilt is justified.
Altimona, -1, you're thinking of Stanislavsky... Larisa Kolesnikova, The mood is clear. I'd prefer the crosses to be softer, more allusive than allegorical, but that's a reflection of the author's mood; perhaps I see something of my own...
maybe I see something of my own tramp, if you see it, please share it, I'm interested.
I don't like arguing, I like to discuss.
Altimona, I don't always put the mood and emotions that arise from what I see into words, even for myself (why would I?), let alone share it... You have to be able to do that...I think it would be difficult for the author too...
..so as not to diminish the amplitude of the experience.
Not quite.
I won't be original if I say that words are just symbols, partially denoting the essence of things. If I understand myself, why do I need symbols invented by someone else to tell myself what I already know? And other people's words will be of little use to me unless I resonate with the author's mood and feel it myself.
Other people's words won't do me much good unless I resonate with the author's mood and feel it myself.
tramp, and I'm interested in variety.
It's like in the theater - actors use symbols they've created to tell stories about what interests them.
And if the acting is good, I'm drawn into their story, learn something new, and ultimately experience something new.
I expand my vision and worldview thanks to their storytelling.
It's the same with simple description - it's an opportunity to look from a different perspective, to see something that your eye, for some reason, doesn't discern.
Altimona, that's how they tell a story in the theater; it's hard to get by without words, but here... Let's wait for the author... P.S. And the actors don't convey emotions with words...
However....I want to answer everyone who dropped by with the words of my friend and author. I'm sure he would answer all your questions better than me (if given the chance).
"I don't like it when things are so neat and orderly in a cartoon. A cartoon is chaotic, it's alive, it has a ton of flaws, like a person. But when it's like that, like... neat and precise, then it's a wax figure without flaws."
P.S. The name of the author he gave me as an example...I can't show you for obvious reasons.
It really was like that, The weather was dirty. The car window was fogged up And mush was dripping from above. The wiper was fidgeting restlessly The window frame was dirty, The driver was smoking like a street child, And everyone was thinking about their own things. And at that moment, in this hour of tossing and turning A girl fell sideways on the stone... And the camera: click-click! Everything turned out so blurry, It was so sad, I looked unwashed to myself In the front mirror. How much this photo will say, Through this dirty frame, To someone who is sad for some reason, (Perhaps he is sad because, Because he is riding in a taxi with two people). That an unshaven horse breathes nearby, The windowpane is dirty, That so much unfulfilled sadness Powerlessly swirls across the glass. Well, now judge for yourself! And don't judge anyone. The association with crosses - Is most appropriate! They are not from the January cold And not from the summer warmth From a dirty and autumnal puddle They arose. These are domes! That again, it didn't work out Reminds me of the rustling in the leaves WITH A PRESS, SHE HAS BEEN RUNNING! Well, that's all. Hello! SV.
Yes. We shot with a film strip. Everyone has their own. It's different in different countries. I removed the first layer, Igor the second.
Larisa Kolesnikova, I thought the multiple exposures were done on a single roll of film... ..now I don't understand... Did you combine the images in an editor?
Yes. We shot with a film strip. Everyone has their own. It's different in different countries.
I removed the first layer, Igor the second. Larisa Kolesnikova, I thought the multiple exposures were done on a single roll of film... ..now I don't understand... Did you combine the images in an editor?
Altimona, apparently I'm a bad answerer today.
The same film. Igor and I both have...everyone has their own camera. The name of this camera is the Olympus OM-2.
Dear Victoria! I owe a debt of gratitude to Larisa Kolesnikova. My Muse must be very jealous of me; whenever she sees a photo of Larisa, she immediately sends me to the table! This is already the third poem based on Larisa's works! If she keeps taking pictures, she'll have enough for a small collection by New Year's. So, I attribute your praise mostly to the author's photography—a source of inspiration. Hello, SV.
Dear Victoria! I owe a debt of gratitude to Larisa Kolesnikova. My Muse must be very jealous of her; as soon as she sees a photo of Larisa, she immediately sends me to the table! This is already the third poem based on Larisa's works! If she doesn't stop taking pictures, she'll have enough for a small collection by New Year's. So, I attribute your praise mostly to the author's photography—a source of inspiration. Hello, SV.
Valeriy Sviderskiy, yes... you really should write poetry... and take Victoria with you... to stihi.ru...
Valeriy Sviderskiy, is this yours?! I'm doubly delighted. Valeriy, can I get links to other poems? I couldn't find a way to send private messages here, so I apologize to the author for the spam.
Alekseenko Alexey Nikolaevich, well, don't attack me anymore, I just liked the poem, and I'm not interested in this photo at all, I remember that before such photos were called nothing other than "marriage". And you didn't like it either, you prefer to "communicate"
Alexey Nikolayevich Alekseenko, please stop attacking me. I just liked the poem, and I'm not interested in that photo at all. I remember people used to call photos like that "marriage." And you didn't like it either; you prefer "communication."
Victoria Zlotnik, marriage is when a person, lacking both knowledge and experience, tries to figure out a subject as far away from them as the moons of Mars....that person's reasoning is marriage...
Alexey Nikolaevich Alekseenko, I thought defective products were those that don't meet all the established requirements and are not permitted to be delivered to the consumer due to defects.
Thanks, I'll try this now and ask people for their reactions to the image... although, it's pointless, even you didn't appreciate the photo, you appreciated my comments. That means a lot. You're here to chat with me, not to admire my work.
Alexey Nikolaevich Alekseenko, I thought defective products were those that don't meet all established requirements and are not permitted to be delivered to the consumer due to defects.
Thank you, I'll try this experiment now and ask people for their reactions to the image... although, it's pointless, even you didn't rate the photo, you only rated my comments. That means a lot. You're here to chat with me, not admire my work.
Victoria Zlotnik, I find this image quite interesting... at least for the author's thought and approach... but I really want to split it into two frames... but you wouldn't understand that...
Valeriy Sviderskiy, Sviderskiy....you seem like a grown-up man....you wear a tie and a mustache... and such a petty vengeful one... I'm nothing but disappointment. When will the time finally come for admiration?...in your poems, in your photographs, in your words... it doesn't matter. Create, Sviderskiy, create....
Larisa Kolesnikova, you haven't upset me in any way, so you haven't given me any grounds for any retaliatory action.
Besides, that's not my style. Discussion has never been a source of hostility for me. It's professional. Accordingly, I haven't upset you in any way, and I don't intend to. From your correspondence, I see that you have many disagreements with the public; perhaps you've confused me with someone else.
I strongly request that you exclude me from the list of your "avengers," which you, quite unjustifiably, have included me in. "And you're wearing glasses!"
Valeriy Sviderskiy, What irritates me most... is your hypocrisy... respected sir. You bite your mustache when I so generously shower your photos with my comments. And I really believe... that at the same time you're sending me to the "store for bread."
Finally, you'll yell... "Why are you picking on me?" and I'll answer.
Dear Larisa Kolesnikova, nothing of the sort! I appreciate your comments, I like them, and I like people who aren't fake. I'm never upset with women. Greetings, SV
Dear Victoria Zlotnik, forgive me for posting under her work, but I still haven't figured out how to send a private message on this site. When I return from my next business trip, I'll definitely figure it out and write. Thank you. Greetings, SV
The title, like the cartoon itself, is ours together.
Shouldn't it have been "destroyed"?
But I'd like to destroy it even faster.
I won't try to describe what we saw at the exit and how we understood our joint... I won't.
Everyone has their own eyes.
You saw it and are confused by the blockage... we saw something else, and the blockage is necessary here.
and that's good!
Larisa Kolesnikova, I wish this part of the cartoon played a bigger role View crop
and the frames don't interact with each other; they exist separately. The tilt is justified.
Larisa Kolesnikova, The mood is clear.
I'd prefer the crosses to be softer, more allusive than allegorical, but that's a reflection of the author's mood; perhaps I see something of my own...
I'm saying that the multiple exposures weren't successful, because literature
you didn't neglect it either...
Besides, I don't like the use of sacred objects as props.
Larisa Kolesnikova, like ZERO, I'm interested in the concept – you and your co-author used words when discussing it, didn't you?
...or did you use the same camera and film each layer in turn, without your partner present?
I don't like arguing, I like to discuss.
Well, you, tramp, can't complain.
I hope to see it happen.
I won't be original if I say that words are just symbols, partially denoting the essence of things. If I understand myself, why do I need symbols invented by someone else to tell myself what I already know? And other people's words will be of little use to me unless I resonate with the author's mood and feel it myself.
It's like in the theater - actors use symbols they've created to tell stories about what interests them.
And if the acting is good, I'm drawn into their story, learn something new, and ultimately experience something new.
I expand my vision and worldview thanks to their storytelling.
It's the same with simple description - it's an opportunity to look from a different perspective,
to see something that your eye, for some reason, doesn't discern.
P.S. And the actors don't convey emotions with words...
Words would be superfluous.
However....I want to answer everyone who dropped by with the words of my friend and author.
I'm sure he would answer all your questions better than me (if given the chance).
"I don't like it when things are so neat and orderly in a cartoon. A cartoon is chaotic, it's alive, it has a ton of flaws, like a person. But when it's like that, like... neat and precise, then it's a wax figure without flaws."
P.S. The name of the author he gave me as an example...I can't show you for obvious reasons.
I'm a little late answering your question.
Yes. We used a rim remover. Everyone has their own. (In different countries.)
I removed the first layer, Igor the second.
Believe me.
(photolyrical)
It really was like that,
The weather was dirty.
The car window was fogged up
And mush was dripping from above.
The wiper was fidgeting restlessly
The window frame was dirty,
The driver was smoking like a street child,
And everyone was thinking about their own things.
And at that moment, in this hour of tossing and turning
A girl fell sideways on the stone...
And the camera: click-click!
Everything turned out so blurry,
It was so sad,
I looked unwashed to myself
In the front mirror.
How much this photo will say,
Through this dirty frame,
To someone who is sad for some reason,
(Perhaps he is sad because,
Because he is riding in a taxi with two people).
That an unshaven horse breathes nearby,
The windowpane is dirty,
That so much unfulfilled sadness
Powerlessly swirls across the glass.
Well, now judge for yourself!
And don't judge anyone.
The association with crosses -
Is most appropriate!
They are not from the January cold
And not from the summer warmth
From a dirty and autumnal puddle
They arose. These are domes!
That again, it didn't work out
Reminds me of the rustling in the leaves
WITH A PRESS, SHE HAS BEEN RUNNING!
Well, that's all. Hello! SV.
I know your talents.
..now I don't understand...
Did you combine the images in an editor?
The same film.
Igor and I both have...everyone has their own camera.
The name of this camera is the Olympus OM-2.
Make the images combine in an editor? Film?
No...no, me.
No. This multiple exposure is clean.
..and what's your image?
So, I attribute your praise mostly to the author's photography—a source of inspiration.
Hello, SV.
I couldn't find a way to send private messages here, so I apologize to the author for the spam.
Thanks, I'll try this now and ask people for their reactions to the image... although, it's pointless, even you didn't appreciate the photo, you appreciated my comments. That means a lot. You're here to chat with me, not to admire my work.
Sviderskiy....you seem like a grown-up man....you wear a tie and a mustache...
and such a petty vengeful one...
I'm nothing but disappointment.
When will the time finally come for admiration?...in your poems, in your photographs, in your words...
it doesn't matter.
Create, Sviderskiy, create....
Besides, that's not my style. Discussion has never been a source of hostility for me. It's professional. Accordingly, I haven't upset you in any way, and I don't intend to.
From your correspondence, I see that you have many disagreements with the public; perhaps you've confused me with someone else.
I strongly request that you exclude me from the list of your "avengers," which you, quite unjustifiably, have included me in.
"And you're wearing glasses!"
With the utmost respect,
What irritates me most... is your hypocrisy... respected sir.
You bite your mustache when I so generously shower your photos with my comments.
And I really believe... that at the same time you're sending me to the "store for bread."
Finally, you'll yell... "Why are you picking on me?"
and I'll answer.
we'll see...
how friendly you are and...what do you say...not upsetting to women.