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حاملة الماء Maio 1, 2008

Filed under: Art,Educational — looking4good @ 7:15 pm

حاملة الماء
لوحة لجوليس بريتون
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الفنان جوليس بريتون هو واحد من الفنانين الكبار الذين يغلب علي اعمالهم الطابع التسجيلي للحياة اليوميه للفلاحين و بسطاء الناس و العمال ،و يغلب علي اعماله كذلك الاسلوب الواقعي في التسجيل ، حيث يميل الي اثبات الواقع كما هو دون اي تغييرات او اضافات فنيه .
و بالرغم من غلبة الاسلوب التسجيلي علي اعماله الا انه يتميز بالنفاذ الي اعماق الشخصيات التي اهتم بالتعبير عنها ، فلم يقتصر علي رسم ظاهر الشخصيه بل نفذ الي اعماقها النفسيه مصورا احلامها و امالها و الامها و طموحاتها ، كل ذلك نراه في وجه شخصياته من مجرد التامل في ملامحها الظاهره ، سواء ملامح الوجه او الوقفه او الحركه ، او احتي الوانها المفضله في اللوحه.
لكل ذلك نري ان الفنان جوليس بريتون قد ابدع خارج مجال التسجيل البصري الي مجال التسجيل النفسي ،من تسجيل الصورة الظاهره الي تسجيل الصورة النفسية الباطنه ،و هي قدرة قلما تتاتي لفنان ،و قد حازها الفنان جوليس بريتون بمهاره فائقه تحسب له
لوحة حاملة الماء هي من اهم ما ابدع جوليس بريتون ،ففيها نري سيدة في اربعينيات العمر تحمل جرة فخارية و هي جالسة قابضة علي الجرة بكلتا يديها و تنظر الي بعيد بعينين تنظران لا نحو الامام مثل كل العيون!!بل تنظران مرة نحو الداخل، نحو الماضي و اخري نحو المستقبل.فهي لا تني تفكر فيهما معا في كل حين،و هما شغلها الشاغل في كل مكان ،الماضي و المستقبل ، اما ما يشغل الناس مما يرونه امامها فهي اصلا بعيدة عنه و لا تكاد تراه حتي تفكر فيه،و لا تنخرط فيه اصلا الا بقدر ما يسمح لها بالحياة في هذا الحاضر و يبقي علي حياتها و اسرتها فيه
حاملة الماء ن تعمل بمهنه تهب فيها الحياة و تحافظ عليها في كل مكان ، فمن الماء خلق الله كل شيء حي و هي تقوم علي توزيع سبب الحية بين الناس و تحافظ بهذا العمل علي حياة اسرتها بالرغم من قسوة هذا العمل و احتياجه الي قوة بدنيه و قدره عليالصبر ربما تتجاوز حدود قوة بدن الانثي الا انه لا يتجاوز حدود قوة روحها و قدرتها علي الحمل،حمل الهموم و حمل الحياة سواء في بطنها او علي كتفيها
حاملة الماء تجلس في ارض زراعيه كما نري تحد من اندياحها بعض الاشجارالتي تسد فضاءاللوحه و تمنعه من الانفتاح الكامل بلا حدود حتي الافق ،و تعلو شجرة واحده علي باقي الاشجار في الجانب الايسر من اللوحه و في ذلك منع للرتابه و الاملال الناتج عن التشابه الكامل في الخلفيه
بينما نري السيده في منتصف اللوحة تماما و هو ما يعد عيبا في بعض اللوحات حيث تبدو اللوحة متزنه تماما اذا انقسمت الي نصفين تشكيليين متماثلين ككفتي الميزان المتساويتين ،الا ان الفنان هنا كسر حدة هذا الاتزان بالشجرة المذكوره سابقا فيالخلفيه و كذلك بوضع المراه في هيئة غير متزنه تماما ن فنري السيده تجلس في وضع جانبي لا امامي ،و تحمل في يديها الجرة الفخاريه المرسومه هي الاخري في مسقط جانبي لا توازن(سيميترية) فيه و كذلك وضع يديها يحافظ علي هذه الحالة و كذلك نظرتها الي جانب من اللوحه دون الجانب الاخر ، و نري كذلك ان اللوحه ليست ساكنه تماما كما يبدو للوهلة الاولي ،!فالسيده صدرها او كتفيها محنيان للامام انحاناءة بسيطه تكاد تكون غير محسوسه فتبدو و كانها تهم بالوقوف و الحركه او علي الاقل تهم بتعديل وضع جلوسها، فنري فياللوحه حالة حركه خفيفه هي الاخري كسرت من العيب الذي كان من الممكن ان يقع فيه الفنان الا انه تلافاه ببراعه غير عاديه و بسهوله فائقه
السيده كما قلنا تنظر مره الي الماضي و مره الي المستقبل و تكاد تكون غائبه تماما عن اللحظة الحاضره الا من برهات من الزمن تقضي فيها حوائجها كي تستمر حياتها و اولادها ،فنري في وجهها صلابة اكسبها اياها الواقع الصلب الذي لا يتغير من شدة صلابته ،فتحول وجهها من لين الانثي الي صلابة الفخار تماما كالفخار الذي تحمله بين يديها و كان نار الواقع الذي تعيش فيه تكافيء النار التي احرق فيها الفخار كي يكتسب صلابته ،و من هنا نري ان الفخار في يديها كحامل للماء يساوي تماما المراه التي تحمله كحاملة لطفل جديد تاتي به الي الحياه
انيه فخاريه تحمل ما جعل الله به كل شيء حي ،تحملها امره في صلابة الفخار و مخلوقه من نفس مادته،و تحمل في بطنها المخلوق الحي،و ليس غريبا هنا ان نري المرة و الفخار كلاهما قد لونه الفنان بنفس اللونو كان الاشكال هي التي تختار الوانها بنفسها و ما الفنان الا يد قدرية تقوم فقط علي تنفيذ هذه الاردة العليا
حاملة الماء لوحة رائعه لها بعد فلسفي و ليس ذلك بغريب علي الفنان جوليس بريتون

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كتبها ذو النون المصري
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What Is A Leviathan? Abril 23, 2008

Filed under: Educational,Nature — looking4good @ 6:11 am


Scholars through the ages have debated the true identity of the Leviathan, the creature mentioned in the Book of Job (from the Bible) chapter 41. Verse 1 says, “Can you pull in the leviathan with a fish hook or tie down his tongue with a rope?” Verse 7 further states, “Can you fill his hide with harpoons or his head with fishing spears?” What creature could you envision in your mind than a huge creature of the sea, the whale? But wait, the author made further descriptions at the later verses that will throw your assumptions off.

From verse 14 to 31, the author made other descriptions of this creature that are totally out of this world. Let us summarize them: Verse 14, “Who dares open the doors of his mouth, ringed about with his fearsome teeth?” Verse 15, “His back has rows of shields tightly sealed together.” Verse 18, “His sneezing throws out flashes of light; his eyes are like rays of dawn.”

Verse 19, “Firebrands stream from his mouth; sparks of fire shoot out.” Verse 20, “Smoke pours from his nostrils as from a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.” Verse 21, “His breath sets coal ablaze, and flames dart from his mouth.” Verse 25, “When he rises up, the mighty are terrified; they retreat before his trashing.” Verse 26, “The sword that reaches him has no effect, nor does the spear or the dart or the javelin.” Verse 27, “Iron he treats like straw and bronze like rotten wood.” Verse 31, “He makes the depths churn like a boiling cauldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.”

What creature could you conjure in your mind with the above descriptions? Yes, a fire breathing dragon. It seems that chapter 41 of the Book of Job was mentioning two different creatures instead of one. The first one named the leviathan was probably a whale, but the second one which was unnamed was more of a fire breathing dragon. We can never discover the veracity of the second creature for we have not seem the remains of this fire breathing monster.

The Book of Job was the oldest written book of the Bible, even older than the Book of Genesis believed to be written by Moses. Genesis was placed ahead of every other book because it speaks of the beginning of creation.

There are so many legends around the world about dragons. Even China and medieval Europe have their own legends of this fire breathing monster. Are they myth and a pigment of man’s imagination? But why would God mentioned the creature to Job? Was it just to impress him? It is not likely, for God does not boast nor indulge in tall tales. Who can ever solve this mystery?

Tags: Leviathan, whale, dragon, Book of Job, Bible, legends

Posted by:
Mel Avila Alarilla
Philippines
Inspirational/Motivational

 

NYers are INVITED: Free Writer/Artist Support group Abril 13, 2008

Filed under: Art,Educational — looking4good @ 3:04 pm

I got tired of looking for inexpensive or free writers’ workshops & creative support groups. So, I’ve decided to start one! Come check it out! We can meet online AND in person. This is only open to those in the NYC Metro area: to encourage REAL meetings from time to time:-). Thanx & C U there!

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FINANCIAL HELP 4 POOR TAMIL MUSLIM STUDENTS TO CONTINUE THEIR STUDY Março 15, 2008

Filed under: Community,Educational — looking4good @ 7:36 pm

Please forward it to all, may some one needs this help.

An Oman Based Tamil Muslim Organization is helping Poor Muslim Students to continue their education. If any one wants this help pleaes contact them in the below mentioned address.

TAMAM
P.O BOX 1263
MUTTRAH – 114
SULTANATE OF OMAN
LAST DATE TO SUBMIT APPLICATIONS : 30-05-2008
அல்லாஹ்வின் திருப்பெயரால்…

முஸ்லிம் மாணவர்களுக்கு கல்வி நிதி உதவி

அஸ்ஸலாமு அலைக்கும் (வரஹ்)

மஸ்கட் வாழ் தமிழ் முஸ்லிம்கள் சார்பாக ஆண்டு தோறும் தாய்த்தமிழகத்திலுள்ள வசதி குறைந்த மாணவ மாணவிகளுக்கு கல்வி உதவி செய்து வருகின்றார்கள்.

பள்ளிப் படிப்பு முடிந்து மேல்நிலைப் பள்ளிப்படிப்பு (+2), பட்டயப்படிப்பு (Diploma), பட்டப் படிப்பு (Degree), தொழில் கல்வி, மார்க்க கல்வி பயில பொருளாதார வசதி குறைந்த முஸ்லிம் மாணவ – மாணவியர் தங்கள் விண்ணப்பங்களைக் கீழ்க்கண்ட முகவரிக்கு அனுப்பித் தறுமாறு கேட்டுக்கொள்ளப் படுகின்றார்கள்.

கல்வி நிதி கேட்டு விண்ணப்பம் அனுப்புவோர் தவறாமல் தங்களுடைய மதிப்பென் சான்றிதழின் (Mark Sheet) புகைப்பட நகல், அவர்கள் சார்ந்திருக்கும் ஜமாஅத் தலைவர் / செயலாளரிடமிருந்து வசதியின்மை குறித்து பரிந்துரைக் கடிதம், எந்த படிப்பு படிகக இருக்கிறார்கள், அதற்கு எதிர்பார்க்கப்படும் கல்விக் கட்டணம் எவ்வளவு ஆகியவைகளை இணைத்து அனுப்புதல் வேண்டும். இந்த இணைப்புகள் இல்லாத விண்ணப்பங்கள் பரிசீலனைக்கு எடுத்து கொள்ளப்பட மாட்டாது.

தகுதியும் ஆர்வமும் இருந்தும் வசதிக் குறைவால் படிக்க இயலாத தமிழ் முஸ்லிம் மாணவ மாணவியருக்கு உதவிட இந்த படிவத்தை முடிந்த வரை நகல் எடுத்து பள்ளிவாயில், கல்விக் கூடங்கள், பொதுநல அமைப்புகளுக்கெல்லாம் அனுப்பிக் கொடுத்து பயன்பெறச் செய்யுங்கள்!! இறையருள் பெருங்கள்!!.

விண்ணப்பங்கள் அனுப்ப வேண்டிய முகவரி :

TAMAM
P.O BOX 1263
MUTTRAH – 114
SULTANATE OF OMAN

விண்ணப்பங்கள் மஸ்கட் வந்து சேர வுண்டிய கடைசி தேதி : 30-05-2008

 

Thirteen Flowers (A Short Story – FICTION) Fevereiro 21, 2008

Filed under: Educational — looking4good @ 12:01 am



It was just like yesterday when I had an argument with my wife and we had a falling out. I had to get out of the house to simmer down. As I was walking in the park, I saw a flower, a red one standing at the edge of the park. I was mesmerized by it that I found myself going out there to pick it up. What kind of flower was this? It was gorgeous and the color was crimson red, just like my blood. As I picked it up I thought of my wife. How lovely was she. It was just like yesterday when I married her and we had a turbulent relationship. We had our shares of quarrels but somehow, we managed to patch things up. And today was just like any other day that we had a spat.

As I looked at the flower, my anger seemed to have vanished and I realized just how important she was to my life. Ah, I’m going back to her and fix our relationship. I could not really go on with my life without her. And the children, they need a father to bring them up as wonderful kids. How foolish of me to run out of my house. Hah, I’m going back and straighten everything out. And I promise to God that I will never quarrel with my wife again. Life is more bearable with her charming presence around.

The house was in disarray. Everything seemed in topsy turvey. Rows of flowers lined the entrance to the house. It was so bright inside. People were milling around. Stifled cries can be heard outside. I saw familiar faces in the house. My father was there and so was my mother. I saw faces of my friends and relatives there. They were all there. Must be some sort of a reunion I guessed. Then I saw my wife. How lovely was she. She was wearing a white gown. And I saw my children, their faces ashen and sad. How I missed them all. I will tell them how much I love them.

I approached my wife and gave her the flower that I have. And she placed it with the other flowers in a big vase. I counted them all. Twelve white flowers and mine was the thirteenth, one that stand out in crimson red.

Everything became so eerie. Something’s wrong. Suddenly, I realized that my father and mother were dead and so do all the relatives and friends that I saw there. They were all dead. My God don’t tell me that my wife and children are all dead too.

Everything seemed to whirl around me. Flashes of darkness and light kept flickering all around me. My body stiffened and I could sense a vague light penetrating my eyes. Then voices occupied the peripheries of my mind. He’s coming into. He is breathing. He is alive. I saw people milling all around me. And I saw the loveliest face that ever beheld my eyes. It was my beautiful wife, as she hugged me with all her might. And I saw my children milling around me, all crying unabashedly. What happened? I asked timidly. You were ran over by a car and you were brought here in the hospital already dead. The doctors tried to revive you and it’s only now that you were revived.

And I saw the red flower that she held in her hand. Where did you get that, I asked? I got it from you. You were clutching this flower as though your life depended on it. Ah, freedom at last. I have been given back a new leash on life.

Posted by Mel Avila Alarilla
Philippines
Literary/Short Story

 

The Imp Who Thought He Was A Cherub (A Short Story) Fevereiro 11, 2008

Filed under: Educational,Life — looking4good @ 10:42 pm

The Place: Megiddo- A vast plain in Saudia Arabia said to be the crossroad of those who travel from the east. It is also called Armageddon.

The Event: The last great battle for supremacy in the world. It is the mother of all battles.

The Protagonists: Jesus Christ and all the heavenly host and all the saints on earth on one side, and Satan and all his arch demons, deceivers, mockers, idolaters, atheists and all who do evil in this world on the other side.

From among the frontliners of the army of the Lord Jesus, a small cherub stands out. Unlike all the other angels, this cherub has different wings. Yes it is white like the others, but is is not made of feathers but rather, it is made of one piece very much like that of a bat. But he has the most holy appearance of all.

The Scene: As Satan with his millions upon millions of corrupted souls who seethed with anger and malice approached their enemies, he spotted the cherub from among the ranks of the frontliners of the Lord. He recognized him and gave out a loud booming laughter. “Ha, ha,ha, ha, ha. Come here little imp. You don’t belong there. You belong here in my army. Ha, ha, ha, ha!”

“No, I belong here in the army of my Lord Jesus Christ and I am determined to fight to death.” Replied the little cherub. “Have you forgotten how I send you to wreak havoc among men, O you of short memory?” Satan boomed in the tense atmosphere at the frontline.

The cherub thought back. Yes, I remember the time when I came to help a little child at the edge of a precipice. He was crying and calling out the names of his parents. I remember that I came to him and tried to comfort him. I was already holding his hands to save him when he suddenly lost his grip on my hands and plunged to his death. Oh, how I cried because of that.

“No, you have not seen everything. As you were holding the hands of that child, I sent another demon to help you. He was the ugliest and most frightening of all. When the child saw him, he panicked and lost his grip on you. That’s why he fell to his death. Ha, ha, ha, ha! Now come here little imp so that the batlle can begin.” Boomed Satan.

The little cherub looked at his Lord Jesus and asked what he must do. The Lord Jesus told him that it’s all up to him where he wanted to fight. And the cherub straightened up with all the strength he could muster and shouted to Satan at the top of his voice. “Here will I stand with my Lord Jesus Christ. I cast my lot with Him and if I die, I will die in glory in the company of my Lord.” He defiantly shouted at Satan.

At this, Satan became so furious that he ordered his vast army to attack the heavenly host and the saints.

At the first exchange of battle, Satan dealt the little cherub a mortal blow and the little cherub fell at the wayside dying from a grievous wound. Oh, the battle raged on in pitch savagery as the superior army of Satan marched on defiantly in the vast field of Megiddo. He sniffed the air and was so confident of final victory as he egged his vast army of evildoers to finish the job.

Just as victory was within the grasp of Satan, the heavens suddenly opened up and a hail of fire and brimstones rained down from heaven. All the remaining army of the Lord Jesus was swept aside to a safe place and the vast horde of Satan’s impregnable army crumbled under the deluge of rain of fire from heaven. Oh, the screaming and cursing was deafening as the evil ones died one after the other.

Finally, all was quiet in Megiddo. And all that was left was the army of the Lord Jesus Christ. So great was the casualty on both sides but more so with Satan. They were annihilated all and were thrown to the Lake of Fire, there to suffer eternal punishment forever and ever.

As the army of the Lord surveyed the dying, they saw the little cherub splashed on the pavement, breathing heavily because of the mortal wound.

The Lord Jesus reached out to get a leaf from the Tree of Life and water from the River of Life. He washed and cleansed the wound of the little cherub and bandaged it with the leaf from the Tree of Life. Suddenly, a beacon of light shone from heaven and illuminated the little cherub. Immediately, he stood up and wonders of wonders, he now has wings of feathers just like the other angels. He lives to tell this story to everyone.

The whole army of the Lord Jesus Christ roared with one voice of joy and resounding delight at this miracle. And they marched on from the plains of Megiddo
(Armageddon) to the heavenly dwelling place of God.

Epilogue: The Lord is coming back very soon. Are you prepared to meet Him? When He comes back, will He find us faithful?

Footnote: This short story was written by the author through the inspiration of my wonderful friend Sameera of India who has been my source of inspiration for the wonderful and exquisite short stories she has written in her blog.
TO GOD BE THE GLORY!
Mel Avila Alarilla Copyright@ Manila, Philippines

 

كتاب — العمل المأجور ورأس المال – كارل ماركس

Filed under: Educational — looking4good @ 12:09 pm
كارل ماركس 1818 – 1883

الزملاء الأعزاء
اليوم نضيف كتاباً من كلاسيكيات الماركسية ويناقش أحد أهم تناقضات اللاقتصاد الرأسمالي …
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العمل المأجور ورأس المال
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