Showing posts with label animation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label animation. Show all posts

Friday, January 29, 2010

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Russian Animation...Valentin Olshvang 2003

About Crayfish (Про раков)

a beautifully crafted tale, animated by Valentin Olshvang 2003















Thursday, September 3, 2009

TA-TA TOSY TiT... animation





a film by yoshihiro haku and sachiko hiraoka.
a sound by silence outside(yoshihiro haku).
this short film is collage animation.
2009



Sunday, August 2, 2009

Reconstructing Mayakovsky...animation...poems..

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Art: Pelin Kirca
Art Direction and Story: Illya Szilak
Music: Itir Saran


Listen!


Listen,
if stars are lit,
it means there is someone who needs it.
it means that someone wants them to be,
that someone deems those speckles of spit

magnificent

And overwrought,
in the swirls of afternoon dust,
he bursts in on God,
afraid he might already be late.
In tears,
he kisses God’s sinewy hand
and begs him to guarantee
that there will definitely be a star.
He swears
he won’t be able to stand

that starless ordeal

Later,
he wonders around, worried,
but outwardly calm.
And to someone else, he says:
‘Now,
iIt’s all right.
You are no longer afraid,
are you?’


Listen,
if stars are lit,
it means there is someone who needs it.
It means it is essential
that every evening
at least one star should ascend
over the crest of the building


Vladimir Mayakovsky 1914




Past One O’Clock ...


Past one o’clock. You must have gone to bed.
The Milky Way streams silver through the night.
I’m in no hurry; with lightning telegrams
I have no cause to wake or trouble you.
And, as they say, the incident is closed.
Love’s boat has smashed against the daily grind.
Now you and I are quits. Why bother then
To balance mutual sorrows, pains, and hurts.
Behold what quiet settles on the world.
Night wraps the sky in tribute from the stars.
In hours like these, one rises to address
The ages, history, and all creation.

Vladimir Mayakovsky 1930

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Sen noci svatojanske. Midsummer night dream...by Jiri Trnka






Cupid is a knavish lad,
Thus to make poor females mad


Puck's comment on the bedraggled Hermia, as she gives up the pursuit of Helena and Lysander.