tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16239259209173925012024-02-05T12:31:51.100+02:00THN's BlogDespre mine, gândurile mele, cariera mea, hobbyurile mele și locurile pe unde am bântuit.Theodor Halacu-Niconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13907830144791110314noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623925920917392501.post-62129573198346121632019-06-25T15:23:00.008+03:002021-05-30T12:30:40.682+03:00DESCOPERIND PENINSULA BALCANICĂ - II<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">DESCOPERIND PENINSULA BALCANICĂ - II</span></div>
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">CAPITOLUL I<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Am plecat spre Albania în Noiembie 2016, așa cum plecam și către țările din vest, cu inima deschisă și
fără niciun fel de gând negativ, deși această direcție nu ne inspira chiar o
stare de confort. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Eh, prejudecăți! Tot
ce știam despre această țară erau lucruri rele, povești despre trecutul lor
odios și faptul că ei nu înseamnă mai nimic pentru noi ăștia mai evoluați. Da, noi
românii, desi o altă capră râioasă ne consideram mult mai evoluați decât
albanezii. Și misterul ăsta o să trebuiască elucidat până la finalul acestei povestiri. Suntem?</span><br />
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Dacă mă gândesc bine, noi ne considerăm mai evoluați decât multe națiuni chiar mai dezvoltate decât
noi, că doar noi am inventat stiloul și laserul și trăim pe un pământ blagoslovit (grădina Maicii Domnului) și suntem cei și cei mai aleși, cei mai deștepți și cei mai hoți (în
spiritul local tot o formă de șmecherie) și peste toate, noi am inventat
civilizația înainte de sumerieni... Acum sunt sarcastic, dar recunosc că multe dintre
realizările compatrioților mei chiar au ajutat la construirea societății moderne, dar eu personal, am renunțat de mult să mai cred că suntem atât de speciali, după ce am
călătorit și trăit prin multe țări și am observat că meteahna asta este una comună. Toți ne credem speciali, în special când suntem fiecare la noi acasă. Acum am 49 de ani, dar am plecat din Romania, pentru prima dată, înainte de revoluția din </span>‘<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">89, de atunci până acum pot spune că am trăit mai multe vieți, în mai multe locuri, și toată această experiență nu a facut
decât să mă învețe cât de român sunt și cât de mult ar trebui noi, ca nație, să ne schimbăm puțin mentalitatea.</span><br />
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Deși sunt aflați pe același meridian cu Italia și Grecia, țări care nouă românilor ni se par a fi sigure doar după câțiva ani de conviețuire în același
spațiu European, albanezii, la prima strigare, sunt un popor aflat într-o altă emisferă, poate chiar o altă dimensiune, pentru noi românii, o dimensiune care ne oglindește aproape perfect spiritul tracic, dar în care noi nu ne mai regăsim. Împarțim momente importante în istoria noastră, și Albania care a privit către și a primit ajutorul României în momente de cumpănă, are un imn compus de Ciprian Porumbescu, o primă istorie scrisă de Nicolae Iorga dar noi ș</span>tim despre ei doar că sunt un popor agresiv, sărac, care ne-a batut o dată la fotbal, rău, nu atât de hulit pentru hoție și prostituție precum noi, prin
Europa, ci mai mult respectat pentru spiritul lor direct și respectul pentru
sânge, mai mult de temut... Și mai știm despre ei că o duc rău.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Înainte de a pleca, mai toti cunoscuți cărora le spusesem despre planul nostru de călătorie, țineau să ne povestească tot felul de întâmplări tragice auzite din experiențele
altor prieteni de-ai lor, prin Albania: cum că - <i>"sunt o nație de nebuni care nu știu să conducă mașina și sunt agresivi la volan"</i>, accelerând și forțând chiar
cu riscul de a te scoate pe tine, partenerul la trafic, în șanț, dacă nu îl
lași să te depășească, și multe altele de genul – <i>"nu te înțelegi cu ei, sunt
catâri pentru că sunt prea mândri!"</i> </span><br />
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Hmm! Mă gândeam! Toate astea venite de la cea mai
mândră națiune pe care o știu, din care fac și eu parte, și pe care o cunosc atât de bine.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Nu aș vrea sa fiu înțeles greșit: sunt român și sunt mândru, doar că așa, câteodată,
nu știu de ce, și asta se întâmplă întotdeauna atunci când sunt pus în fața
altora, de altă naționalitate, care la rândul lor caută ca scuză contextul politic care i-ar fi adus într-o situație sau alta în istoria lor și apoi cred că au câștigat ceva pentru a fi mândri dar nu au facut nimic
altceva decât să fie niște marionete ale jocului politic care a creionat
povestea istoriei noastre, ca specie umană... fiecare pe tarlaua lui... și atât. Mândria este un păcat. Greu, știu!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Ca orice European, mi-am dorit să pășesc pe tărâm necunoscut, de pe o bucată de pământ mai moale și, influențat și de alte decizii, care nu mi-au aparținut
– decizii bune - am decis să lungim călătoria și să mergem către Albania trecând
prin Grecia, acolo unde încă ne simțim, noi românii, bine. Din nou ca orice
român bine pregătit ne-am propus să trecem Bulgaria cât mai repede posibil:
Nouă nu ne place tărâmul ăla pentru că bulgarii sunt parșivi, ne urăsc pe noi
românii, pentru că întotdeauna a existat o competiție între noi, ei nu ne plac pentru că noi spunem că ei au capul mare și pentru că bulgarii au inversat gestica pentru aprobare și
negație scuturând capul de la stânga la dreapta pentru „da” și de sus în jos
pentru „nu”... și asta ne amestecă gândurile. </span><br />
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Noi românii, când plecam la drum
prin Bulgaria suntem crispați și conducem cu grijă ca nu cumva să ne oprească niste interlopi bulgari îmbrăcați în polițist sau să nimerim pe o sosea plină de cuie și să ne lase-n curu’ gol, fără mașină, fără bagaje, fără acte, cum am
auzit noi că se întâmplă des pe acele meleaguri: și se întâmplă, deși Bulgaria este o țară europeană.</span><br />
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Noi ăștia din sud, fiecare
avem o rudă sau un prieten care a venit de acolo pe jos după ce a trecut printr-o astfel de aventură, ajungând acasă păgubit și efectiv „în curu’ gol”. Cu toții știm asta și ne-o asumăm atunci când trebuie să trecem pe acolo și cel mai bun
mod de a evita pericolul este în a nu te opri, de a nu alimenta, de a nu
sufla, trecând cât mai repede, prudent, peste aceea țară, care deși membră a Uniunii Europene, și peste noi în multe tabele de comparație făcute pe la Bruxelles, în mare parte, pare încă nelocuită. O singură șosea cu două benzi străbate Bulgaria din est în vest până în Sofia, printr-o zonă în care GPS-ul nu afișează nicio localitate, un no-man's land de 309 km, unde este normal că se pot întâmpla astfel de fără de legi, despre care, se pare că doar noi știm. Șoseaua lor principală, considerată mai bună decât toate ale noastre, presărată cu mici bucăți de autostrăzi, e lungă, stearpă, prost
semnalizată și plină de surprize. Eu, în această călătorie, aveam să găsesc o țară aproape goală, perfect descrierii celor de mai sus, așa că am trecut prin
Bulgaria ca prin brânză.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Am plecat târziu din București, așa că am parcurs sudul Bulgariei pe întuneric... și am ajuns pe soselele Greciei tot pe întuneric. Aveam în schimb să descopăr ceva: Nu
suntem singura țară Europeană care nu și-a dezvoltat infrastructura de la
graniță. Din contră, trecând pe aici am găsit și mai multe motive de mândrie că sunt
român, și ajuns să străbat și șoselele Greciei, acel spirit chiar s-a accentuat, acum că na' - aveam șansa să văd această zonă, acum, toamna, când nu se ascunde sub aura verii care înverzește tot și aduce atâția turiști. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Ne-am rezervat sin vreme o cameră în Salonic, la hotelul Osterias
Kastorias, un hotel modest, aflat în centrul Salonicului, acum un oraș aflat în criză, într-o țară care s-a înfruptat din visul European pentru o lungă perioadă de timp până a intrat în faliment și a ajuns saracă, în
foame: Și când spun în foame, vorbesc despre servicii proaste, mâncare proastă și scumpă într-o țară în care, în continuare, cârciumile sunt pline, dar lumea
arată exact ca în anii ’90, prost îmbracați și străzile orașului sunt pline de mașini vechi pe care nu le mai
vezi nicăieri în Europa, </span>plin de VW Golf 2/3 și alte chîcârâcuri ruginite. Ziua, faleza este plină de emigranți din africa care vând tot felul de lucruri mici, inutile, unor oameni care nu au nevoie de ele. Oare sunt astea niște semne de sărăcie? Eu cred că sunt. Pentru a ajunge la Salonic, am mers pe o șosea stearpă și fară multă animație: un singur lucru
pozitiv am sesizat: șoselele lor, deși vechi și pline de gropi, au fost făcute
bine, atunci când au fost făcute – au unghi de fugă bun, mașina merge singură în
curbe și tunelurile prin munți sunt fascinante, aproape ca cele de pe coasta de
sud a Franței.<br />
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Centrul Salonicului este plin de magazine cu
marfă ieftină, adusă din China sau Turcia, câteva Souvenir Shops, câteva
patiserii cu mulți cozonaci îngălați în ciocolată în vitrine și multe cafenele unde grecii își beau cafea italienească, la modă, nicidecum
cafeau lor tradițională, și servesc sandviciuri Americane. Câteva teverne mici modernizate ascunse pe străzile din centru care încă mai servesc un dish tradițional, seara, cluburi exact ca în
anii ’90, oameni triști, o faleza săracă și un trafic mai haotic decât în
București. Hotelul, decent ca preț, dar mirosea a mucegai și nu oferea nimic mai mult decât impresia unui motel studențesc, chiar dacă era aflat în buricul Salonicului.</div>
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">În dimineața următoare, ne-am trezit și am coborât la cafea – on the house,
apoi am făcut o plimbare prin Piața Aristotelus până la mare și înapoi. Ne-am
strâns catrafusele și am plecat spre Albania cam pe la ora prânzului,
conștienți fiind că până la Tirana vom mai aveam încă 4-5 ore de
condus.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Vremea nu a fost foarte prietenoasă, în Grecia a fost mai bună dar de când
am intrat pe teritoriul Albaniei a început să plouă și cu cât ne-am apropiat de
Tirana cu atât mai mult se înrăutățea.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Noiembrie. </span>Am intrat în Albania pe timp de zi, întâmpinați de un punct de
frontieră sărăcăcios și cu o atmosferă de anii ’80, dar cu o vameșă blondă și
zâmbitoare. Pentru unii, această imagine poate fi șocantă, dar pentru cineva care a trecut vama din România în Bulgaria la Ruse, nu este, pentru că în afară de mărimea locului, nivelul de sărăcie era asemănănător. Surpriza apare atunci când vezi că deși însemnele autostrăzii îți arată că mai ai un km până în vamă și autostrada pare să nu fie restricționată, ești scos de GPS de pe autostradă și ești băgat pe un drum paralel, de țară, care duce în vamă. Când ajungi în vamă, undeva peste umărul drept poți vedea capaătul autostrăzii care se termină brusc în aer și înțelegi de ce ai fost scos, dar iar, pentru noi românii, și asta este o imagine cunoscută, în special pentru cei care au condus dinspre Ungaria spre România și au trecut prin vama Nâdlac, așa că nu ne lăsăm ușor impresionați.</span><br />
<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;"><br /></span><span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">În schimb, nici nu am trecut bine în Albania și parcul de
mașini s-a și schimbat: Mercedes G AMG, Audi A8 nou, Range Rover-uri și multe alte Mercedes-uri noi. De altfel până și mașinile
abandonate în curțile albanezilor de prin localitățile de pe lângă graniță erau
mai noi decât toate cele de pe șoselele din Grecia. Imediat am sesizat că am
intrat într-o țară în curs de dezvoltare: dar ce dezvoltare! Soția mea spune că Albania este o țară în dezvoltare, se mișcă repede, dar sare etape. Încă odată o imagine familiară, pentru noi românii, dar acum o să vedem și ce etape sunt relevante.</span><br />
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Am ținut-o pe E86
până la un moment dat când GPS-ul ne-a îndrumat iar către un drum de țară, am refuzat să îl urmez, văzând că în fața mea nu era nicio restricție pe șoseaua principală, dar acest lucru se întâmpla doar pentru că terminarea autostrazii nu era semnalizată, și astfel am ajuns într-o bătătură. </span><br />
<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Am continuat încă vreo
20 de km prin bătături fără posibilitate de întoarcere... sate sărace, imagine la care mă așteptam, cu miros de țigănie,
dar decente... oameni blonzi care mergeau pe marginea drumului, câini vagabonzi
care arătau a fiind mai de rasă decât toți câini vagabonzi din România, și într-un
final, după câteva cotloane, am găsit ieșirea înapoi în drumul principal.</span><br />
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Peisajul
fascinat! Teren argilos, de un brun roșcat pe care l-am mai întâlnit doar prin
Cipru dar cu alte nuanțe, apoi un alt teren argilos de un roșu fascinant cum nu am mai văzut
vreodată, ceva de o culoare stranie, un mov-roșu de o intensitate pe care nu
mi-am închipuit vreodată că pământul o poate avea, apoi gri-albastru și mai departe o șosea albă de aceeași frumusețe precum Transfăgărășeanul, dar la o altitudine mult mai joasă și cu un asfalt de o calitate
mult superioară. Am intrat apoi pe o șosea în doar două benzi, semi-aglomerată de mașini destul de noi – non agresive, plină de Tir-uri greu de depășit, care
ne-a dus spre Elbasan, oraș mic, genul orașelor noastre precum Fetești sau
Medgidia, industriale, mult mai curat și decent decât cele menționate, întins de-a lungul șoselei,
unde, după ce am observat că fiecare colț era păzit de politiști care doar își făceau cumva prezența, m-am trezit că mergeam în spatele unui Chevrolet mic, nou și
albastru, inscripționat cu însemnele poliției, la volanul căruia se afla un șef
de poliție, cineva pe care toți polițiștii aflați la colț de stradă îl salutau și el îi verifica. </span><br />
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Am forțat la un moment dat, plictisit de-al urmări pe polițistul care se ținea
de volan ca și cum ar fi ținut un covrig și am ajuns la capătul Elbasanului, unde, în rondul din care ar fi trebuit să intrăm pe autostrada către Tirana
pentru următorii 60 de km, aici, făra nicio explicație am fost deviați de
poliție pe drumul spre Durrës.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Am
oprit mașina și am coborât să întreb ce se întâmplă, realizând ca sunt direcționat către ce
mi se părea a fi o direcție total greșită. Întâlnind niște nevorbitori de limba Engleză, dar în câteva cuvinte în Greacă, un polițist mi-a făcut cu ochiul ca și cum mi-ar fi vândut un pont
spunându-mi să merg către Durrës, aflat la coasta de la mare și de acolo să mă întorc către Tirana că autostrada asta nu se va deschide în următoarele 2 ore. M-am conformat și am luat-o
pe dumul indicat.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO;">Din acest moment aveam să înteleg că în Albania, deși lucrurile se fac alan-dala, legea nu se discută și dacă e lege nu e tocmeală. Nu că m-aș fi tocmit eu cu poliția albaneză dar ei nu pun întrebări, dacă li se spune să facă ceva fac, participanții la trafic nu trebuie amenințati cu amenzi sau
suspendări de carnet precum la noi, pentru că ei urmeză indicațiile, se înghesuie și într-un final își văd de viață, nu se lasă afectați. Drumul către Durrës a
fost la fel de bun precum restul șoselelor din Albania, cu un asfalt mult superior celor din
Grecia, Bulgaria și chiar a celor din România. Conducând, mă tot întrebam, cum de
o țară care nu are acces la bani Europeni, nici măcar în faza de aderare</span> pentru a intra în
Europa își poate permite așa infrastructură.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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Casele din jur, usor cu iz țigănesc (balcoanele cu colonașe care mi-au atras
atenția) erau decente însă, fără turnulețe, curate și bine construite, oamenii blonzi, majoritatea îmbrăcați simplu dar curat, cumva se simțea deja un nivel de trai mult mai ridicat decât ce am văzut în Bulgaria sau în Grecia. Am pus și înca pun această obidiență a
albanezilor pe baza vremurilor grele prin care aceștia au trecut: Cu nu mai mult
de 25 de ani în urmă femeile lor nu aveau voie să poarte ceas, albanezii nu aveau
voie să dețină mașini proprietate personală și nici nu aveau nevoie de șosele:
probabil că încă mai trăiesc cu frica că tot ce au acum li se poate lua în
urmatoarea secundă, dar sincer, deși întradevăr sunt haotici în trafic, și asta pentru că probabil de-abia învață ce e aia autostradă, nu pun în pericol pe nimeni, conduc încet și cu o prudență primitivă dar au o viteză de dezvoltare
impresionantă și asta acum fără vreun ajutor european concret.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><b><i><span lang="IT" style="font-size: 11pt;">BlackSeaLion Films</span></i></b><span lang="IT" style="font-size: 11pt;"> and </span><b><i><span lang="IT" style="font-size: 11pt;"><a href="http://www.flashmediaproduction.ro/" target="_blank">Flash Media Productions</a></span></i></b><b style="font-size: 11pt; text-align: center;"> </b><span style="font-size: 11pt; text-align: center;">merged to produce a new action/ drama short film.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 13pt;">During turmoil times before elections for Presidency of Romania, Adrian a young prosecutor tries to uncover the disappearance of his father Ion Cozma, a Senator in the party of opposition who vanished after he unveiled the act of corruption which helped bring the President and his twin brother to power. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 13pt;">As the corpses of both the Senator and his Driver are found in a cement factory's lime pit belonging to the President’s twin brother, Adrian hopes he will get justice.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 13pt;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Once his involvement into the investigation is refused due to his kinship with the victim. As a last resort Adrian creates a blog where he sets on to tell the story of his father disappeareance together with all the evidence he and his father gather throughout the case.</span><span style="font-size: 13pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<b><span lang="IT" style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">THE BLOG presents an </span><span style="font-size: 15px;">ensemble</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> cast of top romanian actors picked up from each generation.</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">“I had to find a different way to show to the audience the dangers a life of drugs can throw on you. Thinking that we are living in a visual age, our youth being surrounded, shaped and therefore manipulated by the visual media, I chose to begin the 2008 Romanian Anti-Drug Association's campaign with a film. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><b>Nota Regizorului și Co-Scenaristului:</b> - <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0354668/?ref_=nv_sr_1" target="_blank">Th. Halacu-Nicon</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><i>“Am încercat, artistic, într-un alt mod, a readuce în atenția audienței despre pericolele la care aceștia se pot expune, atunci când aleg să ducă o viață controlată de droguri, dar în același timp, am încercat să nu le fur speranța. Am spus aleg. Da, pentru că consumul de droguri este o alegere, a fiecăruia, chiar dacă destinul ne aruncă deseori în direcții greșite, chiar dacă viața este grea, este alegerea fiecăruia să îi țină piept sau nu. Am ales filmul Tv ca mod de exprimare. Luând în considerație faptul că trăim într-o era a vizualului, tinerii fiind înconjurați, pasionați dar și marcați de vizual, am luat povești reale, legate de acest subiect și le-am dezvoltat încerând să atingem toate categoriile sociale, considerând că ilustrandu-le vizual pot avea un mai mare impact decăt cuvântul vorbit sau doar scris pe bannere. </i></span></div>
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Irina Enache și Iulian Ilinca puseseră deja pe hârtie o versiune a piesei, deciseseră să transforme personajul Estelle într-un bărbat numit Denis Rigault și să schimbe numele personajului principal din Garcin în Javier Miedinho, inspirați fiind pentru numele acestuia din limba portugheză unde "medo" înseamnă frică. Ei începuseră deja repetițiile cu un alt actor în rolul lui Javier și fără regizor. Irina, care este și producătorul acestui spectacol, găsise o sponsorizare la o mătușă a sa și cu ajutorul unui coleg, reușise să găsească un spațiu pentru repetiții și discutase cu Institutul Francez pentru o eventuală premieră la Cinema Elvira Popescu. </div>
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După o noapte albă în care am reușit să-mi depășesc fricile, m-am hotărât să particip la acest proiect. Nu am pierdut o noapte de somn pentru că nu mă puteam hotărâ să mă implic ci pur și simplu pentru că atâta timp am avut să fac o documentare rapidă și să îmi storc creierii să găsesc în străfundul minții o sclipire care să stea la baza conceptului artistic. Tot în maniera obișnuită, m-am hotărât într-un final să dorm câteva ore, după ce m-am găsit extenuat și lipsit de vreo idee originală, dar fără să disper, conștient fiind că mintea mea va procesa toate cele asimilate și ideea va veni într-un final. </div>
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Zis și făcut! De dimneață m-am trezit deja cu o imagine generală a ceea ce avea să devină "ÎNCHIS". De obicei visez aceste lucruri înainte de a decide un concept și trebuie să recunosc că întotdeauna visele sunt mult mai vivide decât ceea ce ajung să realizez în lumea reală, unde bugetele nu există, oamenii nu sunt la fel de drăguți ca cei din visele mele și nici măcar sălile nu sunt atât de impresionante și pline ca cele din lumea viselor. Această diferență nu mă sperie deloc, am învățat din experiență că este bine să visez mare pentru a avea de unde să simplifici, să elimini, să stilizezi, pentru a ajunge la un concept original, asemenea unei sculpturi care ia formă dintr-un bloc de piatră. În zilele următoare am început repetițiile, iar pe parcursul primei săptămâni am ajuns la un al treilea actor principal.<br />
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Când am început lucrul pe scenariu ideile mele au început să prindă formă și ca întotdeauna o idee a generat alta și tot așa până am ajuns la o formă finală solidă. O primă idee a fost aceea de a încerca să creez un spectacol cinematic, folosindu-mă de experiența mea de 25 de ani în cinematografie. Ideea a luat naștere cunoscând spațiul unde avea să aibă loc premiera: într-un cinematograf, ceea ce nu mai este de mult un lucru neobișnuit acum când cărțile și ramele de tablou se pot cumpăra din hypermarket. Cu gândul că pot avea la dispoziție un proiector și sistemul de sunet al unui cinematograf am decis să mă folosesc și de o proiecție. Așadar "Băiatul" avea să devină un Big Brother ce va interacționa în piesă prin proiecție, coloana sonoră a piesei va umple sala prin sistemul surround al cinematografului și... totuși nu era de ajuns. Întregul concept vizual al piesei trebuia acum să fie cinematic și pentru asta am ales să construim câteva piese de decor și am creat o cheie de lumină pe măsură. </div>
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Am decis înpreună cu Iulian și Irina să păstrăm cât mai mult din textul original, ca un omagiu adus lui Sartre: Sartre aduce cele trei pesonaje într-un infern unde nu există grătare, țepi, cazane cu smoală așa cum ne-am fi așteptat, tortura fiind "Ceilalți", ilustrând acest lucru printr-un Garcin care oripilat, torturat de celelalte două personaje prin povestirile lor, devine conștient de propriile păcate, devine conștient de lașitatea sa și ajunge să realizeze că tortura psihică este mult mai grea decât cea fizică. În maniera erei în care a fost scrisă, Huis Clos este o piesă plină de misoginism în care personajele-tortură nu puteau fi decât personaje feminine. </div>
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Schimbarea personajului Estelle în cel al lui Denis mi s-a părut interesantă încă de la început. Am îmbrățișat această idee considerând că va transforma adaptarea într-o piesă modernă, acum într-o eră în care noi bărbații suntem mult mai împăcați cu partea noastră feminină și homosexualismul este acceptat din ce în ce mai mult ca o normalitate. Apoi, cumva avea sens ca în infern, într-o altă dimensiune decât cea a realității, lucrurile astea să nu aibă același sens ca în lumea reală guvernată de "Principii și Ceremonii".<br />
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Transformarea Estellei în Denis a mai creat o problemă care într-un final a dus la o idee solidă: Denis nu mai putea avea aceleași experiențe precum Estelle, deși cumva, încercând să păstrăm textul lui Sartre, trebuia să nu îi alterăm prea mult experiențele. Atunci am decis să tranform personajele Denis și Ines în gândurile lui Javier. M-am gândit că aceste personaje nu ar exista, ele ar fi reprezentări stilizate ale gândurilor lui Javier și povestirile acestora vor fi interpretări ale acțiunilor pe care Javier le-ar fi trăit în viața sa pământeană și care i-au garantat locul în infern. Pentru a accentua acest efect, Băiatul, acum un Big Brother a devenit același lucru, un gând a lui javier și este interpretat de același actor care interpretează și rolul principal. În acest fel, Javier, care își merită soarta, este de fapt singur, un om torturat de gândurile sale și asta mi s-a părut o idee demnă de un infern original.<br />
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Un alt gând pe care îl vehiculam ca idee, demult, pe care l-am găsit și în lucrarea lui Sartre, atunci când pune problema trecerii timpului, este că timpul nu există, acolo, în acea dimensiune - atemporală. Atunci am decis ca fiecare alt "personaj" să vină dintr-un timp diferit, așadar va putea fi costumat diferit și va acționa diferit, conform erei din care provine și completând ideea prezentată înainte, Denis, Victorian, poate reprezenta cultura și libertinismul lui Javier, iar Ines, modernă, va reprezenta partea sa simplă, rigidă, frigidă: încăpățânarea sa care într-un final nu îl ajută să se mântuie și îl va face să râmână în infern, "pe vecie", bântuit de aceste gânduri, acolo unde nu se doarme, nu există sex, nu există timp, unde infernul nu sunt "Ceilalți" cum a crezut el, ci infernul este chiar El. </div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">În urmă cu câteva luni am fost sunat de actorul Iulian Ilinca care mi-a propus să regizez o adaptare a piesei "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/No_Exit" target="_blank">Cu Ușile Închise</a>" de Jean-Paul Sartre pe care el și colega sa de la Teatrul Logos, Irina Enache, aveau de gând să o pună în scenă. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Citeam mult în perioada aceea, influențat și îndrumat de bunica mea care m-a crescut și care era o cititoare avidă. De fiecare dată asociam fiecare carte cu câte o coloană sonoră aleasă din colecția personală. Deși nu fiecărei cărți i s-ar fi potrivit o coloană sonoră rock, genul ăsta de muzică mă ajuta să pătrund într-o lume familiară mie și în acest fel puteam citi orice fel de literatură. Îmi aduc aminte că pe Sartre ascultam Pink Floyd "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pink_Floyd_%E2%80%93_The_Wall" target="_blank">The Wall</a>" și mergea de minune, dar acum, după cum am mai spus, orice gen de literatură asociat cu un album rock îmi părea că dădea lucrării respective o dimensiune epică, pentru că ăsta pare să fie rolul muzicii rock. Poate cea mai ciudată asociere de care îmi aduc aminte este "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manon_Lescaut" target="_blank">Manon Lescaut</a>" de Abbe Prevost citită pe acordurile albumului "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diary_of_a_Madman_(album)" target="_blank">Diary of a Madman</a>" a lui Ozzy Osbourne. </span><br />
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<span style="text-align: left;">Nu îmi mai aduceam aminte mare lucru despre scrierile lui Sartre, dar știu că m-au marcat în acea perioadă a vieții mele, poate doar pentru că erau "cool" pentru un tânăr care, rebel fiind, găsea în lucrările sale certitudinea că nu toate poveștile au un final pozitiv. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Acum, în era internetului, documentarea este la îndemâna oricui și odată ce m-am apucat de lucru am aflat cât de controversată și criticată a fost lucrarea lui Sartre de la prima publicare, precum și de fiecare altă dată când a fost pusă în scenă. Deși ideea asta nu mi-a picat tocmai bine, fiind conștient că nu va fi deloc ușor de promovat, mi-am luat inima în dinți ca de fiecare dată și, după ce mi-am adus aminte că nu mi-a fost niciodată ușor și că în istoria carierei mele de fiecare dată am fost pus în această situație, am început lucrul. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Nu cred că sunt un tip special, nici unul talentat, precum nu prea cred în talent, având o teorie personală în ceea ce privește talentul pe care o voi spune cu altă ocazie, </span><span style="text-align: left;">nici unul pesimist după cum am mai spus, consider că sunt doar un artist pentru am cochetat cu arta toată viața, c</span><span style="text-align: left;">umva se pare, întotdeauna aruncat de către destin pe căile cele mai periculoase. Încerc să cred că destinul ni-l facem singuri și motivul pentru care sunt pus în această situație este "pentru că o caut cu lumânarea", dar se pare totuși că și atunci când sunt căutat, sunt căutat tot pentru proiecte cu aceiași încărcătură spirituală care îmi definește destinul și cred că menirea mea ca artist este să încerc să dau acestor proiecte o formă originală care va aduce respectivul proiect mai aproape de audiență. Am învățat asta din pictură și mai apoi urmând sfatul lui <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Bukowski" target="_blank">Charles Bukowski</a>: "<i>Un intelectual este un om care dă o formă complicată lucrurilor simple, un artist este un om care dă o formă simplă lucrurilor complicate.</i>"</span><br />
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<span style="text-align: left;">Poate este prea mult spus "proiecte cu încărcătură spirituală care îmi definește destinul", poate mai simplu pot fi numite proiecte controversate, dar sigur, mai toate proiectele pe care le-am realizat m-au pus la încercare și într-un final am decis să realizez fiecare proiect nu pentru că m-am regasit în el, așa cum pare să creadă publicul autohton, că un regizor face întotdeauna proiecte care îl reprezintă, ci pentru că fiind crescut într-un mediu artistic universal, lucrând mai mult pentru companii de producție străine, urmărind teatru și film peste tot pe unde am fost, am învățat că un regizor bun, precum un artist plastic complex, nu trebuie să se rezume numai la proiectele ce îi oferă comfort ci, din contră, acesta trebuie să fie deschis provocărilor care într-un final îi vor aduce satisfacție profesională. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Sartre, acum la o vârstă matură, are mult mai mult sens: Nu mai este doar filozoful ăla "cool" care șoca lumea, care la rândul său parcă "o căuta cu lumânarea" și vroia să se facă neplăcut societății așa cum făceam noi când eram tineri și ne îmbrăcam în piele și ținte și purtam părul lung ca să îi oripilăm pe comuniști în tramvai. Sartre este înțelept prin textul său și găseste, deși într-un decor aproape banal, minimalist prin formă, modul prin care, fie că ne considerăm drepți, nepătați sau curajoși, să ne facă pe toți să ne regăsim în lucrarea sa și acum, după peste un sfert de veac de întrebări, îmi dă și mie un răspuns la problemele care m-au bântuit totă viața:</span></div>
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Într-un spațiu atemporal, Javier Miedinho (Garcin - în versiunea originală), un jurnalist pacifist executat ca dezertor, în infern fiind, ajunge să-și cunoască monstrii. Este bântuit de gândurile sale libertine și păcatele săvârșite pe parcursul vieții. Javier este osândit la o pedeapsă mult mai severă decât chinul fizic, este pedepsit la tortură psihică "pe vecie".</div>
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Javier Miedinho - <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0156741/?ref_=fn_al_nm_1" target="_blank">FLORIN KEVORKIAN</a> Denis Rigault - IULIAN ILINCA</div>
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ECHIPA TEHNICĂ</h3>
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costume DANIELA DIACONESCU scenografia MAXIM CORCIOVA muzica BOBBY COLE</div>
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proiecție video și aranjament muzical THN</div>
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adaptare de IULIAN ILINCA IRINA ENACHE THN</div>
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producători IRINA ENACHE BSL BAND</div>
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regia artistică THEODOR HALACU-NICON</div>
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Un spectacol susținut de <a href="http://www.institutfrancais.ro/category/bucarest/" target="_blank">Institutul Francez</a></div>
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Premiera spectacolului</div>
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a avut loc la 31 martie 2015, orele 20.00, la Institutul Francez - Cinema Elvira Popescu</div>
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Poem<br />
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Am renunțat la tot. Am renunțat la speranță, la vise, la spirit și ideologii artistice,<br />
la personalitate și creativitate.<br />
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Acum trăiesc într-o dimensiune a urii, a disprețului și a prostiei dusă cu răutate pâna la extrem.<br />
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Am devenit o ramă în cadrul căreia se desfășoară scene dintr-un circ al cărui clovn împrăștie gânduri tulburi copiilor unui sat de plugari, înconjurat de ruine de beton. <br />
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Sunt dezamăgit, sunt resemnat, sunt împărtășit: Un simplu observator al propriului destin.<br />
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Theodor Halacu-Niconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13907830144791110314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623925920917392501.post-57970787347426546142013-02-10T06:46:00.001+02:002017-01-30T19:13:24.871+02:00ART AS A LEADING FORCE OF SOCIETY<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">If </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-weight: normal;">ART </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">stands as the universal tool of expression to the all of us, that means we all have to click somewhere, somewhere behind our language barrier, our political and social differences and we do, once communicating with <span style="color: orange;">ART</span> we all understand
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Through the struggle of our civilisation we developed</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-weight: normal;"> ART </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">not as a skill, but</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-weight: normal;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">much as</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> a medium which expresses human emotion, beauty, suffering,
need and frustration: things which characterize us as human beings. Therefore the reson we all understand it to a great level, despite our cultural level.</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">The Ancient Greek society was built treasuring </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-weight: normal;">ART</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> and its fall only came once politics got its tail in it. That's why all
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communicate and call it technology. Yet </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-weight: normal;">Steve Job’s
contribution to the computers world was calligraphy, which is a form of </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-weight: normal;">ART</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-weight: normal;">. </span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">There could have never been an invention in this world without the need
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gold and any currency that man has ever known or used. An </span><span style="color: orange; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-weight: normal;">ART</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"> piece can value as much as its market wants. In years, even more. </span></h3>
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to appreciate </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-weight: normal;">ART</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> but do not encourage them to take that path, claiming the poor existence of an artists should be a lesson.</span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">They are ignoring the fact that through time, this is the repercussion: as it is with their ignorance to </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-weight: normal;">ART</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">'s essentials they </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">blocked <span style="color: orange;">ART</span> out of their system, out of this society's system and then, they came to the decision to ignore </span><span style="color: orange; font-weight: normal;">ART </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">totally and built the material system which enslaves us all.</span></span></h3>
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appreciate </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-weight: normal;">ART</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> to a level or other, no matter of their level of culture. Somewhere there is a . (point). All our civilisation bends in front of a </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mona_Lisa" style="font-weight: normal;" target="_blank">Mona Lisa</a><span style="font-weight: normal;">, no matter their race, religion or color.</span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-weight: normal;">Some say technology only made society even more ignorant. And it did, to a level. </span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Now, people should know that they are all entitled to </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-weight: normal;">ART</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> because is in their genes and it defines their existence. They should respect it and praize it. Modern humans instead, were thought to think at it as to any thik else in this society, as to a commercial thing, therefore one should turn on his TV set as he is entitled to see a program - because he pays cable - no matter how long that program took
to get made, no matter how many brains were involved, no matter how much it
costed, after all, that’s why they invented the TV: to have things to see on and everyone was payed to make that program. Crossing so many personality disorders <span style="color: #f1c232;">ART</span> siezes to exist and the modern human has made a habbit from watching everyday, crap. </span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Some still consider painting as the true form of </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-weight: normal;">ART</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> ignoring the fact that
not manufacturing is the strong asset of a true artist</span><span style="font-weight: normal;">, but the </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-weight: normal;">IDEA.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">The change towards a technocratic society came with the
socialist doctrine of </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">“Work sets a man free”</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> where they thought quantity is more important than quality.</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: orange;">ART</span> prevailed what ever the medium or the tool.</span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">During the modern times the artistic attitudes, although socialist orientated, freed half of the world of the early socialism and brought society closer into unions. Democracy triumphed as </span><span style="color: orange; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">ART</span><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> pervailed. </span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Now democracy brought prosperous times and some less educated built the commercial market for <span style="color: orange;">ART</span></span><span style="font-weight: normal;">, they resume themselves to ordering, giving opinions and paying for it: And then again <span style="color: orange;">ART</span> prevailed.</span></span></h3>
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Theodor Halacu-Niconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13907830144791110314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623925920917392501.post-7399575079682319892012-06-10T04:40:00.002+03:002017-01-30T18:43:47.717+02:00The Picturesque in Modern Art<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: orange; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The Picturesque in Modern Art</span><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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An essay<o:p></o:p></div>
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By Th. Halacu-Nicon<o:p></o:p></div>
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Although this essay might raise some voices, doubting my observation, from those who claim that art is free of forms and styles for that matter, (new artists usually) I am claiming that the new age is demanding a new pure form of expression.<br />
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I don't intend to talk about the way modern society changed the perception of art altogether but more about how the lack of artistic expression in our modern life is changing our modern society and the future we are building for ourselves and for the next generations.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Looking into history we see that our society experienced this same phenomenon many times before. Once, we fell into the dark ages, then, after a long time of distress, we came up with Renaissance in order to free our souls of all the ugliness those ages brought on us.<br />
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This attitude of ignorance, our modern society has, concerning art, comes from the lack of knowledge, from poor education, from the lack of art history lessons in our schools, from the ignorance the governments have for art and culture altogether while conceiving school programs.<br />
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Freedom has taken over aesthetics and the argument which most use, nowadays, for their lack of culture is: "Aesthetics is an individual matter of taste". Well, it is not, for taste in art is defined by culture.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfGqKkDQ50u3WXwAb28ALLSStMXBhq0cAIERNrZfrRKNIyeXuuSlPhG3ZzwkvEnIg5U77omufYs28EREsne5shCSEWAE-Zay97D1NpVl7cgZr0C6jPYBEgTBkk0wo7GRuInmoYNrS2mb8/s1600/ajanta2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfGqKkDQ50u3WXwAb28ALLSStMXBhq0cAIERNrZfrRKNIyeXuuSlPhG3ZzwkvEnIg5U77omufYs28EREsne5shCSEWAE-Zay97D1NpVl7cgZr0C6jPYBEgTBkk0wo7GRuInmoYNrS2mb8/s400/ajanta2.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: green;">Ajanta (Ancient Shiva site), near Bombay, India</span><br />
<span style="color: green;">2nd Century BC</span><br />
<span style="color: green;">This ancient painting shows use of different shapes and curves. The curves are tumultuous.</span></span></td></tr>
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I was born in a city called Constanța, at the Black Sea, Romania, during the winter of 1970, when "communism" was at its pick and it didn’t show yet any sign of ever falling, but it did. I got to live, until now, almost an equal amount of years, under two of the most commun forms of democracy: one which got extinct (communism) and the second, the one we call "capitalism". <br />
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Capitalism has many faces and I've seen most as I traveled all my life and kept observing, some of which, in structure, resemble very well the old gone communism, only with a much friendly face.<br />
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I spent my early years as a painter, as I began the trade with a native talent, then I studied the world of arts and the arts in this world ever since.<br />
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My disappointment grew with age, when understanding that what I was told when I was a child, by almost everyone around me, came to be true: “The life of a true artist is a life of sacrifices and sufferings, generated by a world who is not ready to understand the artist’s sacrifice."<o:p></o:p><br />
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I didn’t give it much thought at the time, because it didn’t felt as a sacrifice. I thought we only do this to please our soul. I was young and my soul need to be fed. My inner beliefs taught me that art is coming from deep inside; And it does. I thought that all that defines the artist’s true reason for existence and the touch of the creative act will help make the world a better place.<br />
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I thought, we the artists, were here acting like angels and our purporse was to help people enrich their dreams with our imagination. I was taught that sometimes we have to fight against the unfair decisions of this society with those elegant weapons called: metaphors, subliminal arguments and symbolism, all given to us by the mighty power of God: HE who have chosen us from among the others to be the angels of spiritual rightfulness in this world, once He gave us our talent... And that felt right, it gave us the reason to be creative and never think at the material side of life. We acted like angels giving our souls for the well being of art.<br />
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It was a wrong, as my convictions were built behind the iron courtain of communism, which told us we don't have to bother cause the system takes care of the rest. Meanwhile the entire world was going in a different direction and was constantly changing. Nevertheless I am one of those left behind and now, as somehow I got a glimpse over the fence and I've seen how the West was changing art and builded art markets, I also got to see what makes a succesful artists in capitalism. Although less creative and more commercial, the capitalist market is better organised and artists tend to gain something else - wealth, which in our old world ment we would sale our souls to the devil, but here it means - power. But then again, history repeats itself... some go mad, some go bust, some give up and some other profit.<br />
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In communism we were taught to believe that, as an artist, one is entitled to a decent life, that all you have to do is to work hard and be creative and the system will provide for you. Most top artists of those times, the ones who are still alive, still take advantage of the favors of the old system: payed studios, villas for residence, titles in the union, big pensions etc.<br />
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The sistem was encourageing everyone to keep creating; The old system wanted to have the best talent to prove his system was the right one.<br />
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On the other hand, common people didn't trust in the future of an artist: I can still hear my grandma's voice telling me: “Look at how art has been developed thru time, observe just how a handful of artists were successful during ages of tormented history, don't you see how many of them only got to see success just after their death? Your father isn't a member of the party to build you a secure future!”<br />
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And grandma' was not the only one: Everyone close to me, people who knew me, people who didn't know me, they all had different opinions on weather is wise for me to pick up a carrier in art or not.<br />
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Most were people who cared about my future and spoken with compassion, but none of these people were concealing a definite point of view, or a stronger argument, except that of the poor material existence for an artist.<br />
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I understood that, but as an individual with a passion I decided I should take that advice as a challenge, I thought of the energy art was generating over me, once in front of the artistic act and felt I will be sorry not to try my hand at it. </div>
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I began my training and learned that in order to get there, I will have to resume first to observing, study a lot, get inspired and then try to create.<br />
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Right after Communism collapsed, people were complaining a lot about the censorship the old system imposed over those who wanted to express themselves freely and most still blame all that censorship on only one man: NC. At the time I thought the same thing, as I wouldn’t know better.<br />
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Later, shortly after the stronger powers of this universe decided the installation of globalization on our nation, I’ve seen an unexpected change into the borders of the free world and so the place I call home was finally taught to be a free land. I've seen people gaining their freedom of speech but I also seen them loosing their sense of beauty, much as the rest of the free world.<br />
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The face of freedom brough on us the curse of the dying dictator, as individual greed lead to our school system to rot, our health system to vanish. We came fresh on the free market with aids infested children, fleeying the East block, romanian gypsies shook the old continent with their uncivilized way of life as all of the sudden they threw away their guitars and got to stealing: The whole package just made my home country look like a God Forsaken Underworld, re-discovered by the western conquistadors in the late 20<sup>th</sup> Century, which once it gained its freedom it infested the true civilized world with sickness and corruption. In fact, the civilized world was rotten, was much corrupt then we were and it hide its flaws under a strong propaganda and unsustainable depts.<br />
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The freedom I lusted for so long, brought upon us hatred, racism, strange illnesses, hunger, suicidal tendencies, illegal drugs and all the bad things our late "communist" leader was predicted. It seems now as although communism was a rough system, based on strict rules, somehow it keept the streets clean. Freedom gave the commoner the right to steal, the right to kill, brought kitsch to the state of art, both in the day to day existence of our society and in the visual perspective of artistic expression, raising it now to a high state of value. It is weird as none of us, subjects born under a communism system, thought it will turn out this way.<br />
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In the old system, an individual had to make the choice early in his life: what he or she would want to become. In a sense, we were forced to prepare for life and indulge: the youth could not bail school before a certain age when work was proper, as school was mandatory and free, citizens of different nationalities had to bare each other because they had no choice but living next to each other, the health system could not refuse services to anyone, because it was free and without perspectives of individual enrichment for its employees, people could not envy each other for the difference in wealth, because everybody was supposed to be equal, so there was none of the hatred starting from possession of propriety that we see today and brings people even to crime.</div>
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Back East, underground “manele” gypsy music was played only in closed circles, at gypsy weddings and fairs, so the so called cultivated music had a market and was respected worldwide. Simple citizens could not paint the façade of their own houses by their own choice, because they didn’t have to bother with that at all as the system was taking care of it. Everything was controled by law and there was order. There were no drugs addicts, mothers could have an abortion only under strict circumstances and not every time they pleased and corrupted comrades who were performing such abortions illegally for bribes were taken to jail. The system cared about the country's popularization and definitely none could advertise prostitution, violence, or bad taste on the open streets.</div>
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In fact all these and many other laws were not even written, they were just implemented into people’s conscience by the fear that they will do wrong and the system will punish them. Or so we thought! In those times the western world was banning more then a kiss on their silver screens as well - so even though I tend to make a difference, I guess the whole world was more civilized.<br />
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Back East, the country jails were almost empty comparing to the present days when they are forced to build more as corruption grew once with the lusted freedom.<br />
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Because of those strict laws, the population was growing and flourishing in most parts of the country, there was no such things as aids infected children, bums on the street, nor as many hookers for that matter. The violence was minimal, the gypsy had to behave, and even though there will be voices who will rise up trying to remember me about the hunger, it is my observation that most were lucky and manage. In fact, that hunger everyone is talking about lasted only 6 years, as it began in 1984, when Romania was forced by the West to pay our country's debts, and ended (?) in December 1989 with the fall of his system, once the West decided our president was a dictator who starved his people. In fact, now, we learn the truth: NC had his flaws, but he wanted to make this nation great: He built a huge modern industry which helped gain independence from the western world and so he payed the cosequences. His plan began earlier, the economy growth help build a strong sysyem: Everyone had a decent life, school and health services were free, everyone had a roof over his head and even arts were flourishing. (see the Romanian films of 1970-1982 - and not the propaganda ones - but the artistic ones). The West never thought he will be able to do that, therefore, once it rose concern, it began a denigrating propaganda against his system. First it imposed economical restrictions on our nation and banned us from going abroad by closing their borders and blaming all that on the president. By 1989, when the West was hit by crisis, we had pay the all the debts and had 6 billion dollars to restart our economy and maybe lend to others as well. The democratic elite of the world realized that that doesn't look good for the free world and decided to change our history. The so called "Communist" system was destroyed, our industry was all sold as scrap and, in a matter of just a few years, with corruption encouraged, we grew our depts back to where we were and even more: supermarkets shelves got filled with western crap, which no one could affod because they had no secure income, school and health sytem were destroyed and therefore we became a nation of non-literates and sick people, our population has been downsized, our natural resorces were bought for pennies by the great powers, foreign banks got everyone in dept and our neighbours open their borders in order to gain our work force on low income as most emigrated for a better life. Artists are staving ever since as there is no market for art and there is no system to protect the artist. More, in 2016 a law was imposed: We, in the word of freedom, can get arrested if we mention, on line, any of the so called Opressing Leaders, as this perfect system definitely wants to erase our whole modern history. We bought the lie and blame it all on ourselves. <o:p></o:p><br />
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Going back at the ideea that arts were censored during those times, I have to say that censorship came only to those who denigrated our country and yes, to those who denigrated the president of those times who, as our elected leader, represented our country. In fact arts were at their pick during that system. That system, despite its cruel atheist surface, built more churches then it destroyed (the rummors of the destroyed churches came once the system relocated some once they built the cities), helped reviving <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Constantin_Br%C3%A2ncu%C5%9Fi">Constantin Brancusi</a> into the nation’s memory, inspired <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emil_Cioran">Emil Cioran</a>, inducing him all the hatred he transformed into philosophy and got <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mircea_Eliade">Mircea Eliade</a> begin his quest for understanding religions.</div>
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Onto the art scene there were great painters like <a href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corneliu_Baba">Corneliu Baba,</a> <a href="http://www.e-galerie.ro/main.php/v/Salisteanu+Ion/" target="_blank"><span style="color: orange;">Ion Salisteanu</span></a>, <a href="http://sabinbalasa.celendo.ro/">Sabin Balasa</a> and many others. The system prized the ones before their time like <a href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nicolae_Grigorescu">Grigorescu</a>, <a href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nicolae_Tonitza">Tonitza</a> and <a href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theodor_Pallady">Pallady</a>, and even admitted those who exiled themselves for a better life, like <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victor_Brauner">Victor Brauner</a>, as they were acknowledged and taught in schools for future generations to be proud and learn from their art.<br />
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A young and passionate artist had to study hard, as I remember. Art was taken very seriously. One had to begin with preparing himself and learn about the universal arts from a very young age until time came and he was ready to present himself in front of the examination jury at the Art Academy (as it was called at the time) where he would master all skills of the trade, polish his spirit, and grow into a true artist. There was no way once could have just pay for his school tuition and get a diploma out of it.<br />
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The system was giving you a challenge as there were only a few Art Schools in the country, all of them located in the largest cities and each was opening only a limited number of entries each year; not more than five or six on each specialty as the competition was tough. I guess the system knew then how many artist each generation really needed, therfore there were no starving artists.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After the examination, the ones who failed still had a choice: some either gave up and head towards a different profession which suited them better, as the system encouraged youth to go towards a "Professional School" (School of trades) or some would continue learning, becoming apprentices of the already recognized artists and kept preparing and try again next year while most worked in small work shops, painting banners and street decorations to make money and pay their private classes and keep learning the skill until the next opening entry. In fact there were candidates who tried to pass the art school examination for as long as 10 years and some kept failing. There was the freedom to do that, as well. I know a few.<br />
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Some of those who went so far and never make it, eventually gave up trying, not because they got tired of it, but because after all that time, they were finally acknowledged anyway as true artists for their years of study on a parallel market which was there to bring their content to the audience: "The Amatory Market” as it was called; It had its own galleries and its own suppliers with pieces both artistic and decorative which in fact were more at the reach of the everyday people who needed to decorate their walls and artisticly wise their work was as good as any professional. Everyone could sell and none had to own their own business or pay any taxes. They could then spend how ever they liked.<br />
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The system was far from perfect and had its flows as there were individuals out there who passed their examination resorting to acts of corruption as paying bribes to the jury and so, as well as those with high placed relatives who didn't have to work so hard. But it seems as, what ever the system, corruption always prevails, as this manner grew even much more after the fall of the old system.<br />
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Luckly though, most of these cheating subjects were later on rejected by the system and by the public, as they could not face the competition. Some would survive by resuming to sell on the Amatory Market in order to make a living out of the skills they pick up in school, some other delt art (most of whom are the best known art dealers of today).</div>
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Now, the system was similar in all schools and as most of my generation had to flee the country, later, after the "revolution", they made the great eastern engineers working nowadays for big corporations abroad and the great scientists and the IT developers from Microsoft and so on. <o:p></o:p><br />
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Freedom brought chaos and as we are taking the course of history, repeating it as humans always tend to do, maybe this is our dark age from which light will prevail once again. But then again, it seems man was always more creative when under control, censorship, or a dictatorial system.</div>
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Renaissance came along from under a system where inquisition was killing everyone who even dared to dream to be creative. Impressionism appeared when artists felt the need of expressing purity under a world ruled by hunger, and modern war. Surrealism came out of a world dominated by drugs and power abuse.<br />
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We came to a time where reality is our new religion and we are now in need of metaphors to find hope once again and regain our sense of beauty and lust for life. Nowadays technology is out there as a tool for us all who want to learn it and master it. Computers are, in the world of modern art, as brushes were to <a href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caravaggio">Caravaggio</a>, as sand paper was to Brancusi, as acrylics were to <a href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andy_Warhol">Warhol</a> or as Technicolor was to <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0291387/">Chester M. Franklin</a>. </div>
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The 21<sup>st</sup> Century artist, should look ahead, and follow the example of artist as <a href="http://www.saudek.com/en/jan/uvod.html">Jan Saudek</a>, <a href="http://alafoto.com/listing/thumbnails.php?album=2">Annie Leibovitz</a>, <a href="http://www.lachapellestudio.com/">David LaChapelle,</a> <a href="http://www.timburton.com/">Tim Burton</a>, <a href="http://www.tarsem.org/">Tarsem</a>, <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000116/">James Cameron</a> and many others and study composition, color, symbolism, and all the other tools in order to fulfill the people's need for story, drama and beauty.<br />
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The sincerity of a true artist does not come only from his minimal way of expression, it comes from the way he masters the sensitive; shape, color, sound, the way he sends his messages into the world and builds dreams for all of us to pass the troubled times. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Ask anyone who lived under the so called "Communism" and dreamed of freedom and they will tell you that: "Freedom is in the colors of the rainbow." Eventually the Picturesque is the true definition of art, as after long studies, profound artists as <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Rothko">Rothko</a>, showed us, there are no limits to imagination, by bringing out picturesque from the deepness of his colors to the level of spiritual.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Mini serialul </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1210365/combined">"17-O poveste despre destin"</a></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"> s-a născut ca un proiect în căutarea metodelor ce pot ajuta un regizor (în primul rând pe mine) să stăpânească și să modeleze expresia dramatică. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><i>"Ideea de a realiza un proiect vandabil, dar în același timp, unul care poate ține locul planșei de schițe pentru propria-mi pregătire profesională nu este una originală. Venind din lumea artelor plastice, am învățat să mă folosesc de fiecare pânză la maximum. Nu este o noutate imaginea pictorului care trăiește la limita existenței. Situația precară a artistului autohton este generată, ca în toate celelalte domenii, de cerere și ofertă, de prețul mic al artei pe piață cât și de iregularitatea obținerii profitului. Toate acestea duc artistul plastic la limitarea sa și a spațiului său de lucru, precum și la scăderea productivității sale pe piață."</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Sună tare rău când un artist încearcă să formuleze astfel de fraze, știu... Acest gen de cuvinte își au rostul numai atunci când vin din gura vreunui analist politic sau politician. Frazele de mai sus pot reprezenta un prim exemplu al modului de lucru pe care mi-l propun ca regizor, începând prin a observa o tipologie, prin a îi analiza elementele care o definesc, pentru a le putea transmite mai târziu actorului care le va interpreta și într-un final, realiza, împreuna cu toți ceilalți colaboratori, un proiect care să transmită emoție, audienței. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Acest studiu este un <i>"job description"</i> care se găsește în definiția: <i>"Regizorului"</i>. Nimeni nu neagă că primul rol al regizorului modern este să "măiestrească" actori. Indiferent de specialitatea sa, pe platou sau pe scenă, regizorul este un psiholog care mânuie bine hamurile tuturor departamentelor implicate în proiectul său, pentru ca apoi să își poată etala expresia artistică. Înainte de a fi un creator este dirijorul echipei de film.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Regizorul modern este o reminiscență a artistului plastic din vremurile apuse. Meseria sa a apărut pentru început ca o funcție administrativă în industria cinematografiei, dezvoltându-se mai târziu până la nivelul de autor. Deși procesul de schimbare, definire, a regizorului, a necesitat o perioadă destul de lungă pentru a fi observat; de la inventarea cinematografiei </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">la începutul secolului XX</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"> până la apariția filmului independent, acesta și-a urmat destinul, dezvoltându-se odată cu societatea și schimbările sale. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Altfel spus, regizorul și-a câștigat dreptul la părere personală în industria filmului, în timp ce civilizația noastră își găsea libertatea, sexualitatea, dreptul de vot și dreptul la liberă alegere. Aceasta definiție poate fi găsită în mai toate manualele de istorie a artei, întinsă pe mai multe paragrafe explicative și apare atunci când istoricii încearcă să definească curentele din artă (sau curentele artistice) - Direcții care au modelat societăți, modul în care acestea au apărut și ce au influențat la rândul lor societatea. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Regizorul, însărcinat la început cu bunele demersuri pe platou, a câștigat teren odată cu creșterea interesului pe piață pentru produsul numit film și cu creșterea bugetelor. Odată ajuns <i>"the man in charge</i>" acesta a început să împartă responsabilitățile muncii sale altor asistenți dornici de promovare. Perioada aceasta coincide cu emanciparea societății ce a avut loc odată cu schimbarea de secol, industrializarea și eliberarea sclavilor. De altfel, într-o limbă foarte apropiată nouă, termenul de <i>"régisseur"</i> încă se mai traduce <i>"stage manager"</i> sau <i>"producător"</i>. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Atunci când regizorul și-a câștigat libertatea a început să fie creativ. Regizorul a devenit șef și șefii sunt mai puțini într-o companie. Mulți dintre cei care au prins microbul și și-au dorit să continue au fost nevoiți să devină independenți. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Aici începe o eră nouă din care va apărea și regizorul autor. </span><span style="color: #999999;">Mulți dintre cunoscuții artisti plastici ai timpului au cochetat cu cinematografia. Apropierea dintre cele două activități s-a făcut în timp, mai precis odată cu apariția filmului color când artistul plastic și-a găsit locul în această industrie. Astfel, activitatea cinematografică</span><span style="color: #999999;"> și-a găsit locul în societate devenind artă. Întradevăr nu toate filmele sunt artă, precum nu toate picturile sunt artă, mai ales că realizarea unui film necesită resurse costisitoare care într-un final trebuiesc recuperate. Aici a apărut termenul de "Comercial".</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Exemple care definesc diferențele de gen pot fi găsite în toate cărțile dedicate studiului cinematografiei, începând de la lucrarea lui <b><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0023003/">John Alton</a></b> <i>"Painting with light"</i> până la cele ale lui <b><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000519/">David Mamet</a></b> ca <i>"On Directing"</i> și <i>"Directing - Film Techniques and Aesthetiscs" </i>a lui <b><a href="http://www.fest21.com/en/blog/directing/bio_michael_rabiger_author_of_directing_film_techniques_and_aesthetics">Michael Rabiger</a></b>. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Cum omul de afaceri își structurează un plan de business, producătorul unui film este nevoit să își pregătească un plan pentru dezvoltarea proiectului, de la concept și până la profit. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Omul de afaceri pornește la drum, la rândul său, cu un concept și se va folosi de resurse umane, unelte și mașini pentru a prelucra materialul brut într-un produs finit pe care îl va transforma în profit. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Artistul urmează exact aceiași cale, singura diferență fiind "materialul" care în acest caz este expresie artistică menită să atragă piața (audiența), dar cu același scop final: Profit - fie el material sau spiritual. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">După un studiu de acest fel a luat ființă compania care a produs proiectul <i><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/91413901@N00/sets/72157604374345021/">"17"</a>,</i> dezvoltarea proiectului ajungând într-un final să își atingă țelurile propuse, unul după altul, și bineînțeles, nefiind un țel primordial, mai puțin Profitul Material. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Prin structura sa, planul prevedea lansarea și exploatarea proiectului până la epuizare. Din plan au făcut parte toate etapele cunoscute: documentarea vis-à-vis de piață și cerințele ei, dezvoltarea scenariului pe tipologii existente în spațiul cotidian, realizarea unui pilot dintr-un fond propriu pentru a crește interesul clientului (Canalul TV), realizarea proiectului în limita unui buget și promovarea proiectului la standardele unei piețe moderne.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Văzut din perspectiva unui analist economic, sistemul de lucru al televiziunilor autohtone blochează dezvoltarea pieței pe termen lung, pentru că, aducând în grila lor </span><span style="color: #999999;">produse de </span><span style="color: #999999;">o categorie inferioară, cele care nu necesită cheltuieli majore pentru dezvoltare, pentru un profit rapid, dezamăgesc audiența care. într-un final, își pierde interesul. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Din păcate, același lucru se întamplă în mai toate domeniile de business din România: supermarketurile sunt pline de produse ieftine și magazinele de haine vând produse din colecțiile anilor anteriori la prețul celor recente. Ofertele de pe piața locală sunt întotdeauna fie produse nevândute pe piețele occidentale, fie produse la pragul limitei expirării. Cei care controlează piața, o sufocă cu produse de proastă calitate, iar după ce reușesc să monopolizeze piața, cresc prețurile în favorul profitului. Acest gen de dezvoltare economică contrazice regulile unei piețe moderne. Dezvoltarea precară a unei astfel de economii se datorează lipsei de comunicare. Comunicarea generează informație, informația generează interes. Interesul se definește ca o stare de spirit care reușește singur să genereze competiție. Hm, și toate acestea le-am învățat de la un mogul, un domn care la rândul său s-a vrut odată artist, dar care a eșuat și a ajuns în schimb milionar. Timpul ne va arăta unde se va opri.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"> ...mi-am început cariera cinematografică ca regizor secund în 1992 și am avut șansa de a lucra cu echipe și regizori de pe piața internațională, mai mult sau mai puțin pregătiți. Cu aceste proiecte am învațat modul de lucru al producătorilor mari, metodele standard de dezvoltare, programare și organizarea unui platou de filmare. Am învățat ce înseamnă un buget, ce limite are și cel mai important cum să beneficiezi de el în aportul calității, ceea ce în marketingul internațional se consideră a fi "o investiție pe termen lung". Eu consider această experiență un Profit. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">În 2002, am primit o primă propunere de a regiza. Proiectul <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0318012/combined">"Râdeți cu oameni ca noi"</a></i> se dorea un <i><a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1197303062">"Saturday Night Live"</a> </i>autohton și făcea parte din ideile directorului trustului pentru care lucram. Am încercat și am reușit, în schimb am renunțat după 6 episoade realizate cu sudori; mi-am zis că nu sunt încă pregătit și nu eram.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">M-am întors la secundariat iar în 2005 am încercat din nou: <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0446815/combined"><i>Băieți Buni</i></a> - o idee colectivă, alte sudori, mai multă experiență. De aici, am luat-o pe drumul regizoratului. Trustul pentru care lucram a început să pompeze spre mine toate ideile noi, în general idei de tranziție și nu din cele mai bune. Am început să lucrez la proiecte pe care nu le-aș fi ales în viața mea, încercând să le dau un iz de proiect serios. Acele proiecte au văzut lumina proiectorului și au adus trustului profit, am înțeles că lucram în sistemul de studio, adică la stăpân, unde creața este pe locul doi, prestația corectă fiind primordială. Aceasta este încă singura metodă de a intra în lumea filmului românesc, asta dacă nu ai vreun tată bogat sau vreo rudă care a lucrat în trecut ca proiecționist.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Am acceptat regulile sistemului până când am realizat că am învățat tot ce puteam învăța de la el. Apoi am decis, la fel ca pionierii cinematografiei americare de acum 100 de ani, să o iau pe un alt drum, care deși anevoios are ca țintă găsirea vocii personale în film, găsirea stilului personal, așa cum am învățat eu că trebuie să facă toți cei ce vor să se detașeze de mase și să își aducă aportul la crearea unei concurențe pentru a stabiliza piața. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Am decis să continui lupta mea Don Quixot-iană cu morile de vânt, perfecționându-mă pe o piață privată inexistentă, cu gândul la vremuri mai bune. În altă ordine de idei, după o anumiă vârstă e greu să îți mai schimbi năravurile și, dacă nu aș fi ales acest drum, care altul ar mai fi fost acela către libertate? Aici m-am reîntors la lumea mea: expresie, culoare, estetică, stilizare. Așteptam acest moment cu sufletul la gură. Eram sătul de a juca rolul corporatistului în lumea corporatiștilor, eu nefiind un astfel de personaj ci mai degraba un tip organizat, visător către viitor.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Mi-am spus că arta plastică este primul generator de stil din această societate. Nici o altă formă de artă nu are curajul să i-o ia înainte. Ați auzit vreodată de balet modern înainte de impresionism? Sau de sculptură abstractă înainte de... Picasso? Curentele artei plastice influențează societatea și modul ei de dezvoltare. Influențează trendul anului în modă, în arhitectură, design, dărâmă guverne și crează noi ideologii. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Pentru prima dată în istorie o altă formă de artă a reușit să îi ia locul. Acum toate schimbările sunt făcute prin intermediul filmului, fie el comercial, documentar, propagandist, corporatist, cooperativist... sau artistic. Filmul s-a dezvoltat beneficiind de regulile și descoperirile făcute în toți acești ani de arta plastică. Reguli care au devenit canoane când au demonstrat că stăpânesc forța necesară mulțumirii audiențelor, informarea acesteia și manipularea maselor. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Ca pictor, fiecare artist semnează un fel de juramânt al lui Hipocrate, un pact în care își jură că indiferent de ce se va întâmpla cu el, indiferent de situația în care se va găsi, artistul nu va folosi aceste "tricuri" ca pe o armă împotriva semenilor săi, ci numai în ajutorul acestora. Fenomenul, deși nu mai mult de o înțelegere între artist și constiința sa, apare în nenumărate lucrări ale creatorilor vremurilor trecute, probabil de fiecare dată când acesta a ajuns să îi fie frică de puterea pe care o deține. De obicei toți acești artiști au ales simbolismul pentru a își ascunde secretul și majoritatea lucrărilor tratează idea semnării unui pact cu diavolul, care aici simbolizează constiința: <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0293508/combined">"Phantom of the Opera"</a></i> etc... De ce ar trebui crezuți acești artiști că se vor ține de cuvânt? Pentru că "arta cere sacrificiu" și cu toții știm că replica asta nu se referă la sacrificiul financiar ci la cel spiritual. Artistul trebuie să fie sincer pentru a putea genera artă, cealaltă cale se numește plagiat.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Cu <i>"17"</i> mi-am propus să studiez narația senzorială și metodele prin care aceasta poate fi transmisă vizual, folosindu-mă de toate celelalte tehnici inventate și recunoscute ca fiind uneltele regizorului pentru a-și putea atinge un astfel de țel. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Aș minți să spun că m-am gândit la toate acestea înainte de a realiza mini seria <i>"17"</i>. Pe vremea aceea cochetam cu câteva dintre aceste idei, cunoscut fiind faptul că îmi desfășor activitățile artistice de mai bine de 30 de ani prin pictură și fotografie, dar nu avusesem încă șansa de a le pune în practică, în film. Mai toate întrebările pe care le-am avut pentru arta plastică își găsiseră deja răspunsul. Acum deschideam un nou capitol: Întrebări despre cum și ce, în film.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Deși menționam mai devreme că <i>"17"</i> nu a adus un profit, personal pot spune că mi-am atins țelul final; profitul meu constă în ceea ce am învațat din <i>"17"</i>, din dezvoltarea unui astfel de proiect independent, din reacțiile audienței ce mi-au întărit convingerile sau mi-au demolat dubiile pe care le aveam despre cum generezi expresie, senzație, despre culoarea în imaginea mișcată, modul în care culoarea, profunzimea, efectul sonor și muzica de film influențează percepția audienței; toate elemente studiate și stăpânite de marii regizori la modă, elemente care nu pot fi descoperite decât prin studiu. Am folosit <i>"17"</i> ca pe o planșă de schițe pentru propria-mi pregătire, încercând sa închei cu un produs bine definit, artistic, comercial și în primul rând original; țeluri demne de orice artist.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Așa a început </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">"17 - O poveste despre destin" </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">pentru care, la început m-am implicat doar ca supervizor al poveștii, dar pe care într-un final am ajuns să îl îmbrățișez ca fiind o stare de spirit, pentru că a devenit al meu în aceiași măsură în care era și al lui Mugur, ajungând să îl scriu, să îl regizez, să îl filmez, să îi gândesc decorurile, să îl produc și să îl montez. Așadar, <i>"17"</i> a devenit un proiect personal sau cum altora le place să numească un astfel proiect: Un Proiect de Autor. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">De când lucrez în această industrie mi se întâmlă frecvent acest fenomen: Mai toate proiectele mele personale ajung să genereze alte proiecte. Sunt conștient că de fiecare dată când creez ceva va apărea altcineva care vrea să se atașeze actului de creație. Este o meteahnă veche a tuturor celor care se regăsesc în visele altora. Nu, nu o iau ca pe o experiență frustrantă. O iau întotdeauna ca pe o provocare și împart tot ce am cu toți din jurul meu, pentru că asta este menirea artei... să satisfacă pe toți.</span><br />
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As you drive in, the city’s slums disappear under the highway and you end up right in the city’s core, Central Vienna, that blows you away at a first look. I say "at a first look" because if you live next to it for an entire week it kind of shows you the other faces of it. It is all like the first EuroStar Hotel we checked in. My girl who came later described it perfectly for a native Romanian who shares our age range: “It looks like Ceausescu never died to them.” I know is somehow complicated for the English reader, but the definition of this is based on long feeling that my generation had that Ceausescu will never die. Somehow my generation understood that subtle phrase, and still know that even though the glamour is there, the shiny cupolas, the Famous Brands streets, the Kartner Strasse, the bumbles streets, the old vehicles driving down the center, the poorly dressed people, the roughly Mozart boys selling opera tickets in front of the famous edifice, the huge Imperial palace that gets nowadays a clean out, back to a sweet tone of ochre from a very dark black, that one wonders how many centuries nobody bothered to clean it… And further on, the other side and over the Rosensteing towards the factory that makes the most famous Austrian beer; Ottakringen, in an immigrant inhabited neighborhood, where laws of parking do not apply, where at the entering corner, eastern European hookers display in the window of the Pussycat Piano Bar just like the ones in Amsterdam, where coffeehouses are places where no native Austrian would dare to adventure himself; opposite which I got us a room, the other day into a second Eurostars Hotel called Eurostars Vienna and solved the internet restrictions for hotels to pay back an internet reservation in desperate causes. Got another room in the right area at a hotel... under the same reservation...</div>
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I found out later, or so I think I did, that this was a Spanish own business that we just happened to burst into. The first night at the Embassy, I only spotted a couple of Asians, perhaps as lost as I was. We went down to the restaurant, not hungry, mostly because my Aunt had to take some pills which required that her stomach has some food in it. In the absolute cold pop environment we were presented the menu: Sandwich, Shnitzel, and gulash soup. I had the sandwich, my Aunt the Shnitzel, both plastic frozen and reheated dishes on a bill of a four stars hotel. Next morning for breakfast we've seen all kinds of tourists and especially Spaniards. We had a poor breakfast, as especially made for those who are suppose to get caught in the trap, and right on, I stand up to put my next plan in motion. I was ready. I went to the receptionist counter and told the story of my operatible “mother” once again. The lady understood every word of it and even felt for it. With truly sorry eyes she told me that if I leave the hotel they will have to charge me for the whole 7 days of booking, with no refund. Later, my girl, who has hotel experience, told me that they are supposed to do that because I mixed up their plans and they could’ve give the room to some one else and not lose the money. That was a moment I felt stupid again and later I tend now to believe that most of the people live in that state and it doesn’t hurt.</div>
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Ok, I understood to charge you for the first night, if you didn’t show up, but next day you rent the hell out of the bloody room, the first time you get a chance. My response to that was: Did they get themselves into the church business? Shouldn’t they take a risk like every one of us living in this world and trying to run businesses? Well it seems they don’t take any risk, none of them, not even the taxi drivers who display all over their expensive leather seats, yellow stickers announcing the passenger that if driven to the airport the costumer has to pay an extra 12 Euros for the Taxi fair back. Don’t get me wrong, my girl was not happy with the Austrian traditions either, we were just observing together.</div>
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She said yes, and we got ourselves a taxi and drove to the other side of the town to the new location. Vienna is big, but not so big, and the taxi fairs will kill you. Even though we moved closer to the clinic the bill was not much lower, almost insignificant, but the idea that I moved out of room 666, made me dig in all of it.</div>
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I just came off a plane from Vienna from a quick run, planed as hell, with the knowledge of a guy who discovers a new territory. The proclaimed territory wasn’t Austria, or Vienna what so ever, was Neurosurgery, the reason I traveled and knew not much about the situation I was about to go fencing for the next week. About a year ago on a trip back from Mexico, my Aunt, the only living blood relative I have left from my mother's side of the family got her back frozen instantly and thought it was a cold or something she caught from the change of temperature while traveling across the continents. She came back home and by some doctors advice she began physiotherapy, working out the soaring muscles. For the following months she got worst and worst and heard lots of stories about what that could be, until she finally found out it was a double hernia on the back disks at the base of her spine.</div>
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I for one, told her to take action every other time we spoke on the phone, and finally she decided to take it one year later when the thing got to her so far, as to unable her to step on her left foot which felt as an electricity conductor, under a triceps muscle who fought hard for holding her uncontrolled weight from the right foot which was beginning to crack as well. In fact her right leg lost control too a few times in what was to be her last week of severe suffering, and convinced her it is time to get under the knife.</div>
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On the 26th of September, last month I got the call I was waiting for the last year, and promised myself, once it came I should not ignore it, no matter what other business plans are waiting me. On the opposite, I “Mobilize” myself and jumped into action as an action hero. "Mobilize" as understood here out of the Romanian meaning it had as I grew up: "In times of war the Romanian tropes were mobilized by the order of who ever commanded them, first the Germans then the Allies, and that was the term young soldiers’ mom’s, sister’s remembered it was called, when they were packed up and sent to open each battle as the first line of raw meat. Well, as a much simpler definition the term stoke to the Romanian vocabulary as “come back to reality and give yourself into the action”, and my bread use it when someone close to you needs your help, and you are not suppose to think back for a second, even if the power that is needed, overwhelms you.</div>
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Back in my family we were all like that, as the attitude is based on an old lesson of my grandma' who once tried to put the bases of a new family she was trying to create, after loosing most of heir’s in the war; 9 brothers on the first line, then a broken hearted father and a overwhelmed mother who left the knots loose, at the instauration of the communist nationalization, not far after the strike of the 23rd economical crisis.</div>
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On the 28th of September I was booked to fly off to Vienna with my Aunt and get her to a private hospital, operated, recovered as good as jumping back in the plane for the trip home and back to Romania in 7 days, today.</div>
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The trip reached its purpose, as my Aunty is well back on her feet, but nevertheless left a strong impression in my mind with its atmosphere, adventures and blank ending; with me sitting and writing about it at 5 AM, when the film of it still rolls in my mind, making me not sure if I am home in reality or my spirit is still there.</div>
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I realized I learned many things in my life, from hard experiences, angels who come my way to help and a little study on psychology that I picked up doing my later years of film directing. Perhaps the need to tell this story comes from the same place; the love for adventure set in a different environment from the one I am used with every other day. Much like a film itself.</div>
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Therefore I think this chapter can begin with receiving both my uncle and my aunt the night before we had to fly away. What followed was a serious lesson of patience and self control, for I am a man who knows what my powers are, next to considering the hernia I got on my belly from a former story some years back; So I got served with the Aunt I haven’t seen to be as worst as the hardest pains began a week after I visited her last in my hometown, Constanta.</div>
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As we settled on our way to the restaurant down the back alley, over of the parking lot in front of my block we stopped several times and walk the 100 meters in about 30 minutes: My Aunt trying as hard as she could to keep up her smiles, and sounds of lion yowling coming out of her twisted face each time she stepped further. I thought he future looked bright with handling her away to Vienna, and driving was out of my mind right away, as I knew she couldn’t bare the ride and a night stop with that thing eating out of her spine.</div>
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Next day in the morning we took the plane and got there quickly, Vienna is not far off Romania. Once you cross Budapest you are already there. The first interesting scene happened as we got to The Vienna International. The airport there is weird, old and very badly managed. It reminds me a lot of "Baneasa Airport" in Bucharest, a small halt mostly for internal flights, of course at a different scale. We came right out of the terminal and walk, our walk, towards the check out like everyone else, when a young Austrian wearing an orange jacket with the word “Services” on his back; a kid of about 20 years of age, with the look in his eyes as coming from a long bread of airport workers, encountered us with a question, making sure my Aunt was not faking the walk. </div>
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He asked if we need a wheelchair and we said: Yes! I froze still for 3 minutes as he went off to get the chair, balancing on my arms: My Aunt, My Camera bag, My Laptop bag and a plastic bag containing my Aunt’s radiographies from the doctors back in Constanta. He came quickly and sat her down. He disappeared for another minute asking permission in the same time as bumbling some harsh German in his walkie-talkie, dialogize with someone else from the Airport’s premises, and once back, he pushed the chair with the sick lady up to a counter where we had to wait for another 20 minutes to ask permission to use the chair. </div>
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The girl at the counter was good enough to mark the event on her computer screen and I was sent with the chair into the elevator where the young Austrian excused himself for leaving me alone, for he had to attend other important business on the arriving floor. I found my way on the complicated alleys, got my Aunt through the disabled people check-in booth and sat on to look for the luggage. Time did passed and all this little adventure to the pick up baggage rolling band got us more than a half of an hour as I had to guess after laying my eyes on the empty room. The spinner drove soundless with three lonely bags that quickly caught the eye of the security guys who announced that they are ready to pick up unattended luggage for security reasons. Me, action! Kept pushing on the wheels of the crying wolf, who got pains now even sitting on the chair, with my other eye looking for a trolley and trying to move the bags a little so they see is not unattended.</div>
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I wore a classic jacket, well cut as a short military trench with double rows of buttons, shiny strong booths and a cap to protect the brain from the weather change I knew I’ll have to go thru after checking the internet the day before. I guess as seen on a wide lens I looked like one of the Marx Brothers running from the chair to the spinner and back to the exchange office to ask for 50 eurocents coins so I could unlock one of the airport’s trolleys, that I already knew I wont be bringing back to claim the cents. The image was almost black and white, as airport lighting is best set to light the metal walls and the advertising panels bringing people to simple spots of contrast on the cold surface of the shot. I guess it looked funny. It was much funnier once I gathered the luggage and came close to my suffering Aunt and asked her to stand up and try to walk the rest of the way out to the taxi cabs on the street. All this because it was impossible for me to push a trolley with bags at the same time as I would push her chair. She understood and “Mobilized” herself out of the chair, got her weight into her cain, to the street and into the back seat of the first Airport Taxi Cab in line, while I brought in the bags. The ride in the cab was smooth, as the car was one of the latest models, an E Class Mercedes, and as I got a break, I thought: How good is to know to do that when ever necessary, not blaming no one, and on the path of reaching your final goal.</div>
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Theodor Halacu-Niconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13907830144791110314noreply@blogger.com0Vienna, Austria48.2081743 16.3738189000000647.8696338 15.728371900000059 48.546714800000004 17.019265900000061tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623925920917392501.post-37537247878470303452010-02-18T06:39:00.006+02:002017-01-30T19:25:30.194+02:00THE 40th BIRTHDAY - Chapter 3<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Morning was as usual in London. Some might think it’s moisture or foggy. No way Jose! I haven’t had better winters than the London ones ever in my life. And people here are very worry: if there is a centimeter of snow they immediately close that main airport; Maybe they know what they know?! </div>
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The sunshines followed us out to the Holland Park and where the English dig every other week: to change the grass, or the paddles… or just for the sake of having a beautiful city: That’s where every other mid-afternoon, Miruna takes her crap; Lately big piles of shit resembling human excrements. She’s eating a lot: actually at her 10 years old she’s eating as much as you give her, and we are trying to keep her alive for more, but we love her like our own sibling.</div>
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Well the day suddenly turned up side down as a disco night in the 80’s; as you were a rocker and end up in that joint; hate the music, but love the booze: then end up dancing Latino: La vida loca, etc… with a blonde cheek, who ever was she? That dance would stay on for months in your mind, actually, as long as the summer lasted… then back to black and white.</div>
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Holland Park was as we know it… a back alley that takes you to a summer theatre which is open only in the summers. That’s where Miruna takes her crap. We provide plastic bags ‘cause the fine is 500 pounds for those who let their dog crap on the street and don’t clean after.</div>
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High Street Kensington was full of people; like any other day actually. We walk fast to the bank to see if we could’ve afforded my special day. We could. Although in the middle of the world economic crisis, we could manage that for ourselves. And that was our best decision: By ourselves. Well, at least that afternoon.</div>
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If going anywhere else in London, and then come back to Kensington… your heart slows down. For us, because we are home, for any other, because it is the most secure place in London; so secure in fact, that sometimes might even scare you. It is a wonderful red brick world peppered with a few brits left overs and lots of better-paid emigrants amongst whom cops with machine guns to their chests keep mingle in. Wonderful democracy. We like it there, because is secured. And if you keep blank, don't bother anyone and look at the terraces… one could go a long way if one could afford it.</div>
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I lay there imagining Me driving like nuts on the German Highway and my girl next to me, reading some cheap magazine and sending me the idea that she is not scared: Actually she’s not, although I like thinking that she might be… She’s done that road thousand of times before me and for as many times as I mentioned, with me. Well the music was different, but then so was she. </div>
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I was different too, if that’s the matter: I was there, where: calling “gorgeous” any girl I would meet on; My friends girlfriends, my cousins… just to make them feel good, after all, what did it matter? I didn't know what gorgeous means, and I thought: If they had a heart, it could’ve been sweetened or broken. I was best, all my life at doing that. Breaking hearts was my thing: I would break every women heart as long as I was not finding my happiness. Where did that thing I knew nothing about stood in my conscience? Don’t ask me!</div>
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Actually that’s all I tried to do all my life: See how you can cheat the money guys to put some art into it: Got my dream going… got my story out. What do I want from what I do? God knows…. Great projects?! Chopin’s works heard by Van Gogh? Like, what If…. real fantasy is made of…. dreams...(It works there, where time does not count).</div>
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I did that because I decided as for lunch I was to take my girl out on this special day. Narcisa did it for she was, now in her every day glamour, but she felt she needed to take it a notch up and mark it down with a nice pair of flowery - knocks-on’s. That cheer up our day… just by walking out of the house: They were flowery. </div>
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Well the 40th birthday, as many like to believe, is one of the best days in one's life: I awoke up early: 8:30… Sunny day in London, partly clouded but that is what makes London light being so special. Wet; on the face, as Miruna, our poodle was licking my short grown beard trying to wake me up, all for her own interest: to take her out for a pee. </div>
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I don’t know how it worked out, but last night I had a night full of dreams. I’ve seen my uncle, his dead brother (who was not sick anymore and was moving furniture in his room, trying to fill it up and choke some imaginary mice); sorry for taking you away, but all that stands for the introduction; I’ve seen my dead mother who wanted the best for me, I saw a dog licking his balls and being good to me, (they say that means good friends, if in your dreams)… </div>
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As I awoke, I turned my slicked eyes and once I got to open them, there was the girl I love; right in front of my eyes. She told me the day before she’d take a day off. Well, if you are a fat ass in love with ice cream?: that’s what it felt like! </div>
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I have long now to see her next to me in bed in the mornings. We do that during summer vacations, drive the whole of Europe and sleep in highway motels, wake up every morning and look each other in the eyes with love…. Then drive further and spend another month or two doing the same thing, over and over, … with love, then as the summer is over we get back to work, to serious things, but any other chance we have, we get together and do the same thing.</div>
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Theodor Halacu-Niconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13907830144791110314noreply@blogger.com0London, UK51.5073509 -0.1277582999999822351.1912379 -0.77320529999998222 51.8234639 0.51768870000001777tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623925920917392501.post-19442677199946638122009-05-26T16:02:00.008+03:002019-04-04T14:06:28.138+03:00Portul Tomis Constanta<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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"Portul Tomis este situat pe litoralul românesc al Mării Negre, la circa 200m de poarta I, a Portului Comercial Constanța. Acest port a fost conceput în principal pentru agreement nautic, în acest scop fiind executate lucrări de infrastructură, ultimele dintre acestea fiind realizate între anii 1970 – 1975.</div>
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Situația existentă la jumatatea anului 2004, cauzată în special de lipsa dotărilor și a infrastructurii insuficient dezvoltate, nu permite desfasurarea activitatilor pentru care Portul Tomis a fost creat.</div>
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Licitatia organizată la sfirșitul anului 2004 pentru concesionarea Portului Tomis a fost câstigată de S.C. Sisteme Internaționale de Afaceri S.A, societate care și-a propus o serie de investiții majore, de natură să ridice standardele serviciilor oferite la nivel european. Se vor realiza ample lucrari de infrastructură, care vor viza mărirea capacitații portului, îmbunătățirea accesului, crearea de spații administrative și comerciale moderne. De asemenea, se are în vedere crearea de facilitați pentru oferirea unor servicii de agrement la cel mai înalt standard. "</div>
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Cam aceasta este descrierea vizuală a portului astazi, dar și cea a activitații de "Modernizare a Portului" preluată de pe un site oficial: <a href="http://www.portultomis.ro/">www.portultomis.ro</a> - Enjoy!</div>
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Theodor Halacu-Niconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13907830144791110314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623925920917392501.post-79354907533889538982008-12-18T04:09:00.008+02:002017-01-30T18:39:47.934+02:00“Liberty and justice for all!”<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Back in the 1980's in the Eastern Europe people were assaulted with this slogan all over the radio waves coming in poorly through the Communism’s buzzing machines; Later on blamed for why the Red World wasn’t waking up to the West European call. Tones of people heard the call though and they fled the East. Some got through horrible situations to get themselves out there in to the free world. Young men generally; most used prostitution in the Nordic countries as to get themselves a statute and settle among the more civilized siblings: At least most of my friends at the time did that. They were young and the most courageous, and thought they had a long life ahead and plenty of time to make it big. Some did made it, mostly didn’t. Not too many women got out through; At least not as many as the men. It was tougher out there for them because on those times most still cared about their dignity. Those we all think about otherwise, were the other kind. The light at heart existed in both worlds anyway. The western ones did it only for pleasure, as I've heard, and that way kind of make it Ok for them. </div>
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Late 1989 I got the chance of getting out myself. Too late it is true. But I got myself to a great, sunny place, somewhere in the Mediterranean. I still think to this day that a cosmopolite tourist island is the best place to meet people from all over, although most might not act exactly as they do at home. What is interesting is that an island like that will have a very large selection of services, for lots of different standards. The down town road began with five stars hotels and was ending somewhere in the old city, with cheap 2 star hotel rooms that in the short time of winter became love dens for locals. On the price of a standard hotel day you would get two hours, then the rooms were let for rent for how many of these two hours a day could fit in, down the lucky owner Reception book. The winters were great out there; Short but intense. There were still foreigners on the island but mostly East Europeans, working there, and mostly girls because guys didn’t get countries like this: The life was too expensive and the market didn’t provide. You see, local girls still had to be virgins to get married over there. I believe they still do, although I am sure they kind of started to get lost in the count by now. </div>
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The mixture down the island must have changed the blood strain already in about 20 years of existence by now; about the same amount of years Communism lasted down from where I’m coming from. Historically Communism lasted longer for those they didn’t have the chance to live it, but for those who live it spiritually it really got into place by the time The Queen of England was decorating Ceausescu for his merits. God, that made him think he’s up there on the same ladder with the kings. She even gave him a ride next to her in her golden coach. I guess she was doing that with every Chief of State at the time, but it made him feel great; the guy was a shoe fixer in a “Commune”, something bigger than a village and not yet a town. I found out later that to become a Town you needed to have more than five building blocks at 4 stores up near the main road, or as the English call it “The High Street”: The translation is close.</div>
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Looking back at that long experience that had to follow living on that Paradise island I sometime still believe that I had the time of my life, although it was the worst with the same intensity. Kind of like a student ship: the best moments of your youth, and the worst that you keep trying to forget, living towards your future and believing most of all in chance, but thinking that at least you got to live the slogan “Liberty and justice for all”: Words that you can still find everywhere around till these days, when ever is a political campaign on the planet. It seems that's the only time when the slogan is really need it.</div>
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It is true, and it still most frequent coming from the New World, as this land has a patent on it; after all they invented the commercial market, the advertising, the pop culture, they went on the moon, meanwhile inventing a few nice cars. In my book, they invented what we live now, and we seem to like it. With everything they did they also re-invented the “Freedom” all over again. They free their slaves, and taught us the Europeans how to live without handy help. They told the help they had the same rights, and later on when help from Europe started trouble they called it Communism in order not to get their masses back at the same table. They fought hard to extinct it and started with the artists. They cheated at poker and became the good guys.</div>
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I was desperate to find something that will really tell me about greed. Power I knew; I was coming from somewhere where power like that was in place, some just read it in George Orwell's books, but greed I could feel more than I could say I knew. I read lots of stuff and finally with a visit to my grandma’s house I got my hands on the Orthodox Bible. Unfortunately for as much as I could understand at that early age I found something else in there. I found a story format that I liked, based on denial in order to be proven mysterious, magic, or holy and become believable. I set on to writing and thought that that structure was a good one for making my story strong and appealing to the public. I also thought I found a way in surprising the audience at the end, a very hard thing to do in a adaptation on some piece as good as Dorian Gray. I often loose myself in to the idea that in order to make something good you have to start a challenge with the original; even if that could be your maker. </div>
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I’ve written the script and passed all my challengers, if there were any of them left to pass and got myself into preparing the last draft in my best English at that time. I knew that I had to send a good written script and I was afraid sometimes that I could be misunderstood if my writing was not good enough. I didn’t want it to be philosophical or get some one to use a DEX to understand it. I wanted to be simple, right to the point, image descriptive more than words descriptive. Once the script got into a form I liked, I start looking for an english man who could read the script and tell me what he felt about it. Both about the story and the language I was using. </div>
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I realized then that the freedom I was looking for was not to be found in the system that I was living in, it was neither lost in the one I was trying to run away from. I realized that trying to think differently might cause a problem everywhere if I am not taking the time to explain my intentions. I realized that many times just by asking yourself about things that seem to be taboo to others can cause harm and burn some people toes. Since then I was looking for that “Liberty and Justice for all” with different eyes. I keep finding pieces, in selected music tones, selected writings, or certain film plots, basically among all forms of art, and I still ask myself to this day: Why did Americans began eradicating Communism back in the 50' in their country with their artists? Wouldn't that be because the artists are the voice of freedom? Weren't they the ones that bother the rest with their questions, with their quest in finding the truth? Shouldn't they been protected for they might have found the real truth? I guess next time we just gotta make sure how those questions about freedom come out of our mouths; if there will ever be such a thing like "a next time" now that we seem to get closer to the end of this civilization.</div>
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I believe anyone sane could understand how shocking it is to look at those films from a different point of view: not from the shoes of those who lived a free life and which now came to an end, but of those who have lived a under oppression and hoped for better days, which actually never came and now they have to keep on living understanding that it will never do, because those who stood as example in the past, failed too. Although my country was not pointed out in the documentary, I felt that every step explained there, as it was taken into the countries mentioned, was taken into mine too: Including the BECHTEL Company that has more activities today than just dealing with water supplies. </div>
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Coming back to the essence of the basic idea of the film, or al least the one I like to think it is, I couldn’t help not finding history once again as similar as always with the present events and try to cry out to those who look at this film as an important piece of truth: that history covers not only America and their actual problems but the whole world, from the beginning of time to presence, and I couldn’t shut my eyes not to see the same ignorance the Americans have, as always, when dealing with this problems: they tend to forget to document the history turns in the other side of the world’s order who already failed taking the path they are proposing now and whom, accordingly to their history, have more experience in dealing with systems that didn’t work out. Just because some of them are older nations. My disappointment came once watching the so called “The Venus Project” it reminded me of the times I was a kid and Communism was promising us exactly the same kind of life, based on technology, equality and ecology, with no elitism, welfare, crime, etc. Actually the pictures of the Rocket Train on magnets look exactly like the ones presented in the propaganda booklets of 1970’s in my country, while we, the future generation, were taught to sing a song which said: “We, in the years 2000, are not gonna be kids anymore, we will do things which are thought now to be impossible for the human kind!” The refrain was: “The Party, The Communism and Our Great Leader!” - all with rime. At least 90% of it sounds exactly the same. Well, then again: We are now in the years 2000, and nothing changed except that the world which was meant to have the "Right Order" just came to an end too. Sometimes, watching this film, I wonder if we didn’t actually had it right, all before everybody else, and then threw it away for just an Occidental dream. </div>
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We all agree that the Monetary System is enslaving us. We all agree that some people were smart and used that as to make profit and rule the world. We all agree that there are better ways to use our resources in order to preserve the planet. But what we all forget every time we set on to invent a new system is that we as we know it, are not equal. We are all born naked and without a sense of greed or the sense of hatred, but we are not all born in the same mentality, or nor with the same mental capacity. We are all children of the same God, but we do not all have the power of will to guide us to a better existence (which in my opinion comes from the mentality, religion and mental capacity, for that matter). What this new system is presenting, in my opinion, is a perfect world for a civilisation which would’ve been based on the Spartan Law of selecting the best, the healthiest, the strongest. The challenge of man as to all animals in a pack, is to aim for the position of the the alpha, by proving one's stronger personality, the alpha is standing out of the crowd and therefore is becoming a leader. How would “The Venus Project” choose its leaders? Who will decide who controls the whole world in order to make sure it does work? Does those who will decide feel as equal as those who will have to follow it? What will someone like Mr. Fresco feel when the world will fall to his feet, once he achieved his dream and once people will treat him as one of the elite of the system? There are a few other leaders in the history of the world who claimed to be equal with their people and never seemed to manage that - as history shows us that once they became leaders and embraced the privileges (most instated for their security) - they took advantage of it and became dictators - or al least this is how humans call them once those leaders are striped off their privileges after their people find out that all those security measures makes one less equal with the rest.</div>
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I am one of those who living outside America, did not had the chance of seeing or hearing about those films right at the time they were released and for the first time in my life I am happy I didn’t. Experiencing the year 2008 and its development until the day I’m writing this article, I finally think I found the answer to the 2008 Economical World Crisis: I find these films as being part responsible for it. As the films themselves end with messages which are meant to manipulate the masses. In fact I find those films as manipulating as the IMF it is to the masses and which perhaps help creating the crisis (as it is portrayed in the film content). I could not help asking myself what happened with the banks which were presented at the end of the 2nd Film after most of the Americans have seen that message: "Step 1 (Expose the Fed Cartel)". I wonder why those banks didn’t take notice and sue the filmmakers and I could not help wondering how all that influenced the existence and the activities of the other banks around the world which were linked with those Banking Giants who control the world. And then again, why are we in an international crisis?</div>
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Just as a thought I wonder if that couldn’t been another propaganda movement, just like another one of those wars presented in these films to shake the economical world for a new plan and for new profits. Now, one couldn't help asking himself: What if those films were part of a new plan for the elections that took place in November 2008 in America, and as we all know, the price for power is always laid on us - the people. Thinking Globalisation now, it’s certain it is not only the people of America, but the entire world as well. </div>
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I hope I’m all wrong, but up to the time I’m going to be proved to be wrong; sorry: I will keep my mind open and believe what I see. From my experience, existing into these world systems, I know for a fact that although the films are well documented and touch a lot of subjects who interested me along the years, this is not the answer for a better life. </div>
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I know for a fact that religions are just myths and people shouldn’t fight for the differences. I also know that when myth becomes art it brings people of all kinds together and everyone despite his religion respects it when is presented as such. I was surprised was that the word “art” was not once mentioned in the whole four hours of film. I know for a fact that the base of technology is art. As an artist myself, I know that art is not just a craft we learn in craft schools as political systems keep considering it, and art is a state of mind which leads to great things. I know that artists along the history were never listened to and that thing always proved to be a mistake. I know that whenever they were listened to, great things had happened. I wonder why there is never an artist among those politicians who lead the world. Not even like a supervisor. I ask myself why people lost their interest in art once with the development of technology in the modern world? I keep asking myself why there isn't anyone considered to be a worldwide great artist anymore, like Picasso, Matisse and Dali were before their departure from this beautiful world? There can be such a world, without art? </div>
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Mr. Jacque Fresco talks about many beautiful things, about eliminating greed and elitism, eliminating the need for prisons and welfare and it all sounds good, up to the idea that all those great artists were <b>the true elite of the world</b>, just by being the artists they were, still living in a world full of greed and all those things he wants to eliminate and without those elitists the world would have been blank. He presents himself as a Conceptual Designer, which I believe is his profession, then his perfect world is a world where professions will disappear. He gives a few examples as for those of stockbrokers, bankers and advertising, but those are not the professions that make this world exist. They are just the ones evaluating it. I ask myself what is the artist’s trend if not a profession? His world is once again reminding me of the world I come from, where our great ex-leader who wanted no elitism in none of the professions got to where a simple worker had the same salary as a doctor or as an artist and all lived in the same block building. The next step was to create cantinas at the base floor of those blocks where everyone of us, in the same uniform, would eat the same food. Although he was very close to conclude his plan of making us all equal he crashed all that once meant respect, passion and other spiritual things which makes a man wanting to excel in life. Anyone remember North Korea? He came back with those ideas from his last visit there and that’s when all got wrong.</div>
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Mr. Fresno does talk nicely and idealistically up to the point he presents a world shaped as bad as the science fiction films of the 1970’s where art was not existent, only technology. Take the Star Trek series for example, would you want to live in a world as blank as that? How do you feel when you enter an office space where there is not a single painting on the wall? Blank, isn’t it? </div>
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Later on, the makers of the film explain that we do not pay for wind and tap water: Reality check! We do pay, as we all pay our water bills and I am sure we will all pay for wind energy once is going to be the main source. And one more thing: The moment that wind energy is going to be the main source we will only increase the profits of some other guys who will sell us nothing else but: “Thin Air”. Remember again? There was once one guy named Tesla who wanted to give free electricity to everyone because he knew electricity comes from the energy of the universe and therefore belongs to everyone. What happened there? I already see the day when they will find out that those fans need maintenance, those maintenance companies will get into competition and the government will impose some taxes so we don't run out of wind. As I said, it all sounds as good as the Communist system’s propaganda back in the 1960’s which our parents believed to be true and therefore they got us suffering for ages to come. </div>
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It makes me wonder if this is not the thing that gives away the real intentions and the origin of those films in the first place. If everything is possible, and the Giants managed to make us believe everything they wanted to in order to gain profit: What would stop them now? Couldn’t all this be political propaganda for a change? </div>
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As a good student of manipulation through art as towards a positive direction, I know how change could be implemented in people minds, even through presented as denial, but right to the target. I lived the days to see change happened for the same reasons not once, but several times. Always the new ones call the old ones names, show the world how bad those were and promise they will be better: “The King have died. Long live the King!” </div>
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Being a technology freak though, and keeping up with everything new that comes on the market, once new gadgets doesn’t work properly I ask myself if this change is not happening already for a long time now and this is not just a way to move the money from one pocket to another. I wonder if there is not more than one power out there and some of them already re-focused on a different source of profit. I ask myself how Al Gore got into the film business and how he won a price from the Academy a few years back with a film that promoted ecology? He ain’t a film director, nor he’s a producer or an actor. Finally I ask myself who financed Zeitgeist? And perhaps they are the ones who won now. Isn’t that a beautiful world of creative talents?</div>
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I guess all of us could see it on the faces of those who were yelling out of happiness that change has won. So there they have it. I am happy though that things like these appear on the Internet and I am sure that it will help a lot of people open up to the new ideas. I’m only disappointed that is not completed and, like usually, does not give a real answer to the problem. I’m also disappointed that once again the world in this documentary means just America - like always. I’m not very sorry for them though when I think of how ignorant they are and how they started ruling the world without the basic knowledge of the world’s history. They once again believe the world begins with them. But then again: People like me who lived the whole package of experiences know to wait and that’s what we’ll do. All I can say is that: People, who find freedom in their mind, are the real free people. And they don’t need a system to be guide by, or to follow. All they need is the mental capacity to see the future and dream of it, even with the price of never getting there, cause change will come, wheatear we want it or not, and history will be written. And here, I give an “A” to the un-professional filmmakers who did that little encyclopedia out of scraps from the Internet to remind us how hopeless we are.<br />
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Theodor Halacu-Niconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13907830144791110314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623925920917392501.post-73915502601947057782008-12-04T20:09:00.005+02:002017-01-30T18:36:34.472+02:00The crazy times of the economic crisis<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Well, things went pretty well with "17 - A tale about destiny". The show was produced, aired in the spring of 2008 on CBS's Romanian brunch PrimaTv, and had a huge success. </div>
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As we expected, the audience really responded to it the way it was intended: After shocking everybody, they finally gave their verdict on the series blog, later kept on the PrimaTv server still working under: <a href="http://www.primatv.ro/seriale/17/foto-si-video.html">http://www.saptesprezece.ro</a> Comments posted:"The best series ever on Romanian TV!" "Why only one series? When the next?" etc. The Show didn't sank because of the Economic Crises. It stopped intentionally so it wouldn't turn into a cheap soap opera. </div>
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In term os the crisis; Practically in today's Romania it is only an excuse for those who don't give a shit about anything else than politics and business. Therefore, I caught once again the best times and set up a Production Company <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/BlackSeaLion-Films/152376434794777">http://www.facebook.com/pages/BlackSeaLion-Films</a> and as soon as planed new projects got the expected news: There's no money to invest in a new project. </div>
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I'm sure that all this is just a faze, and we will conquer the dark period, as once again art has to suffer from the mistakes of those they call themselves "business men", serious hard working people, that shape this beautiful world we are living in. It's just the way they wanted; All this reminds me of a little joke we had around when I was a kid: "Freedom has its price - that price is much bigger than anything money can buy, its paying with your soul!" - excuse my french. </div>
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I remember history, when we had to read back in school and none of the future business men payed attention to what happened to art. It evolved, it reinvented itself each time, on the base of crisis', wars, poverty and hunger. Many think life is good enough without arts. Then do not ask, why when you turn on your TV set, you're bored and nobody does anything to entertain you. After all what's entertainment good for? Don't you have politicians all day long playing comedy on Tv? I guess that's all one need for inspiration.</div>
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Theodor Halacu-Niconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13907830144791110314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623925920917392501.post-48038678579848728892008-04-03T20:49:00.006+03:002017-05-15T12:57:16.995+03:0017 - O zi dintre cele in care mintea mea este numai la "17"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Astăzi este 3 aprilie 2008 și este ziua în care am început acest blog. Nu din nevoie de promovare, ci doar din nevoie de a mă destăinui propriei mele conștiințe și celor ce vor fi curoși vreodată. </div>
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A creea un proiect de genul <i><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ibQhcglXyso">"17"</a></i> te poate consuma mai mult decât un orice alt gen de proiect: Timp, bani, nervi, și nu în ultimul rând imaginație și trăire: toate la superlativ fiind un proiect action/ drama bazat într-un fel pe realitate, sau cel puțin realitatea așa cum o văd eu.<br />
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Pentru a ajunge să pui prima imagine în - Editorul de Imagine - trebuie din păcate să treci prin multe încercări. Când ajungi să îți îndeplinești visul, realizezi cât de mult te-ai consumat, dar îti dai seama că merită. Oricum e un sentiment plăcut. "The Reward".<br />
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Totuși pentru a ajunge acolo nu sunt de ajuns doar sudoarea fizică și storsul de creieri. În primul rând trebuie să îți creezi o țintă: (un target - în neo românește). Către cine te adresezi? La final evaluezi dacă ți-ai atins target-ul, dacă ai reusit să aduci și alt public înseamnă că ți-ai depașit target-ul și meriți profit.<br />
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Salvador Dali avea o teorie de genul: "Dacă vrei să îți câstigi libertatea artistică de fapt trebuie să ți-o cumperi. Prezintă-te pe o piață cât mai largă pentru a-ți câstiga un public numeros. Trebuie să se vorbească despre ce ai facut tu (promovare). Apoi atât cât se vorbeste despre opera ta, de bine sau de rău, ce este important este că se vorbește. Asta va face ca opera ta să devină importantă și de luat în seamă."<br />
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Eh, dacă iei cuvintele acestea mot à mot au la început un sens business, apoi de înfumurare, venite de la un artist care deja se realizase, cu puțină lipsă de modestie, fară miros de artă, în schimb ele sunt menite să motiveze artistul, care dacă întradevar gândește artă, poate doar chiar și numai simbolic, își poate imagina că se află în fața unui moment unic, o decizie, care apoi, lăsată în urmă, trebuie sa îl reprezinte.<br />
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Asta dacă artistul vrea să își asume creditul de creator.</div>
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Așa că decizia mea finală va trebui să fie pionul principal în modul în care <a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=17+o+poveste+despre+destin&aq=0"><i>"17"</i></a> va "ieși". (Apropos - urăsc cuvantul ăsta, nu trebuie sa îti iasă, trebuie să știi ce faci!)</div>
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