Below are the 3 most recent journal entries recorded in galagent's LiveJournal:

Wednesday, November 10th, 2004
1:31 pm	Українці! Це буде крик душі! Я закликаю всіх до самоповаги і спокою! Ні, я не про вибори! Я взагалі, про життя буденне! Ми з Вами гідні всього у цьому житті, а головне поваги, але як кажуть сам себе не поважаеш, ніхто тебе не поважає і це є істина істинна! Чому саме зараз і чому про це,,? Навіяло...Кожен день повз мене проходять люди різних національностей, і це настільки цікаво помічати відмінності та особливості притаманні іншим національностям та нам, українцям, зокрема! Я захоплююся нами! Ми працьовиті і цікаві, веселі та кмітливі, ми вміємо відпочивати та відчувати повною мірою смак життя! Мені довелося поїздити та пожити по світу і я можу із впевненністю сказати – Ми Того Варті! Негарно, коли витирають ноги об твоє лице! Але ще гірше, коли ти це дозволяєш! Тому вибачайте мені за цей виплеск емоцій і можливі помилки у мові! Єднаймося:)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Current Mood: accomplished (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 21st, 2004
8:16 pm	Girl with a pearl ring I saw this painting in Den Haag, in Maurits huis museum. It was ordinary excursion, if of course the excursion in another country can be ordinary. There were a lot of people, chinees were taken pictures of every painting, so the surrounding did't suppose to be special. I was wondering through the rooms and actually I was bored a little bit. And than... I saw it or better to say her! It was like a strike, like a thunder, I really don't know how to express all my feelings in that moment. It was the perfect creation of Vermeer, It was Girl with a pearl ring. How she had found her place here. She was lost within that gallery of images. I was standing for a long time in front of her and I almost believed she would speak to me know. She seemed so fragile and tender, her eyes looked exactly into my heart. I can portrait her even know after two month I saw her. I want to say thank you Vermeer, thank you for this elegant miracle you presented to the whole humanity. Than when I went back to Gent I saw her face on posters all around. It was a movie about the creation of this painting. Of course i attended it and...I was amazed once again. The minimum of words, and the talented combination of emotions and beauty. The colors and music brought me to the epoch of Vermeer. The story itself is so ordinary, but nevertheless this atmosphere of usual and normal life doesn't spoil the mood of miracle happened. All those emotions in the screen were not said, you could just feel them on an intuitive level, the gestures, the movements, glances. Nothing was said or done but in the same time it was so passionate. I am devoted now to the Girl with a pearl ring. And I am waiting for the moment when I see her again, when I closely look into her eyes and she will look into my heart. (Comment on this)
Sunday, April 18th, 2004
3:08 am	Yesterday I arrived back to Ghent from Ukraine. It's depressive a little bit. Everything is so different: the place, people, style and rhythm of life, even the air. I dont want to say worst, its just different. When you live in one place all your conscious life and than suddenly change the surrounding it cant leave the mark in your mind. Sometimes I feel even physical pain for my country (I mean Ukraine). And every time I want to ask why we live this? why we need to come through all this shame and suffering? A lot of people in Ukraine dont realize that its really a shame to live or better to say to "survive" this way. And should we always blame our government or should we pay the more precise attention to ourselves? In the plane I met a belgium woman, she came to Ukraine for a week to visit her "Summer Chernobyl Child". She also visited Chernobyl. She took a lot of pictures of "reactor" and "ghost" villages, pictures of "babushkas" who wasnt able to prepare firewood for themselves and belgium men spent the whole day felling firewoods for the whole village. She was crying. People ask me about Ukraine. I try to tell them all the best I can remember. I dont want to tell them all that they can by chance hear from TV news or radio (nothing good of course). I tell them about our great history and that we are different from Russia, I tell them about Shevchenko (not Taras one for a pity), I tell them we have the beautiful peninsula - Crimea( not mentioning how dirty it is). Maybe It sounds too pessimistically, but I just arrived therefore my impressions are fresh: poverty and dirtiness of country, rude people in the shops, streets and public hospitals, young Ukrainian girl with old and belgium guy (she didnt look happy), belgium teenagers saying that they will never come back to this country, and than beautiful and accurate Belgium. In Ukraine I met different people and all asked me if I stay here or come back. When I told them that I wasnt going to stay some of them looked at me like at the hero some like at the idiot. I became a patriot here. But not because I have something to be proud of. I became a patriot just because I was tired to hear all this negative moments about my country, I was tired to be a person of the 3-rd world and to hear every time: "WE ARE IN EUROPE...". I am also from Europe! But I can argue with "europeans" here, in Belgium and in the same time to realize in the deep down of my heart how many time we need to be the "Europe" not only in geographical sense. Current Mood: confused (2 Comments |Comment on this)