In
cautarile mele nebunesti, am dat peste lucrarile unei artiste extrem de
delicate si care fac furori in arta ilustratiei. Este vorba de Gaelle
Boissonnard, o frantuzoaica extrem de sensibila care a obtinut un master in
1991 la Fine Arts in Saint Etienne si ale carei picturi au fost expuse in
intreaga Franta. Ea locuieste in regiunea Valea Loarei si are un mic butic in
Mont St Michel. Gaelle inventeaza cadre
perfecte in care plaseaza personaje delicate reprezentand tinere si cupluri de
indragostiti aflati in miscare, plasati intr-un cadru feeric. Lumea prezentata
este luxurianta prin combinatii si asocieri, colorata si vaporoasa.
Uitandu-ma la lucrarile ei mi-am amintit de o poezie a lui Rabindranath Tagore:
Unending Love
"I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
(Imi pare ca te-am iubit in forme nenumarate, de nenumarate ori...
Viata dupa viata, era dupa era, dintotdeauna.
Inima mea fermecata a facut si refacut colierul de cantece
Pe care il primesti in dar si-l porti la gat in multele tale forme
Viata dupa viata, era dupa era, pentru totdeauna)
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, is age-old pain,
Its ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
You become an image of what is remembered forever.
(De cate ori aud stravechi povesti de iubire, e aceeasi straveche durere
Este stravechea poveste de a fi impreuna sau separat.
Privind cu uimire in trecut, iar si iar, in cele din urma mi te arati
Invesmantata in lumina stelei polare ce strapunge intunericul timpului:
Tu devii o imagine a ceea ce este amintit pentru totdeauna)
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers, shares in the same
Shy sweetnness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewall-
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
(Tu si eu am plutit pe curentul apei ce aduce apa dinspre izvor.
La inima timpului, dragostea unuia pentru celalalt.
Noi ne-am jucat odata cu alte milioane de indragostiti, impartasind aceeasi
Dulceata sfioasa a-ntalnirii,aceleasi lacrimi amare de adio-
Iubire straveche, dar in forme care se reinoiesc iar si iar pentru totdeauna.)
Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you
The love of all man's days both past and forever:
Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours-
And the songs of every poet past and forever.
(Astazi sunt toate la picioarele tale, in tine si-a gasit sfarsit
Iubirea tuturor barbatilor, din trecut si pentru totdeauna:
Bucuria universala, durerea universala, viata universala,
Amintirile tuturor iubirilor amestecandu-se cu iubirea noastra -
Si cantecele tuturor poetilor din trecut si pentru totdeauna.")
Bucurati-va de imagini.
Uitandu-ma la lucrarile ei mi-am amintit de o poezie a lui Rabindranath Tagore:
Unending Love
"I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
(Imi pare ca te-am iubit in forme nenumarate, de nenumarate ori...
Viata dupa viata, era dupa era, dintotdeauna.
Inima mea fermecata a facut si refacut colierul de cantece
Pe care il primesti in dar si-l porti la gat in multele tale forme
Viata dupa viata, era dupa era, pentru totdeauna)
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, is age-old pain,
Its ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
You become an image of what is remembered forever.
(De cate ori aud stravechi povesti de iubire, e aceeasi straveche durere
Este stravechea poveste de a fi impreuna sau separat.
Privind cu uimire in trecut, iar si iar, in cele din urma mi te arati
Invesmantata in lumina stelei polare ce strapunge intunericul timpului:
Tu devii o imagine a ceea ce este amintit pentru totdeauna)
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers, shares in the same
Shy sweetnness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewall-
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
(Tu si eu am plutit pe curentul apei ce aduce apa dinspre izvor.
La inima timpului, dragostea unuia pentru celalalt.
Noi ne-am jucat odata cu alte milioane de indragostiti, impartasind aceeasi
Dulceata sfioasa a-ntalnirii,aceleasi lacrimi amare de adio-
Iubire straveche, dar in forme care se reinoiesc iar si iar pentru totdeauna.)
Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you
The love of all man's days both past and forever:
Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours-
And the songs of every poet past and forever.
(Astazi sunt toate la picioarele tale, in tine si-a gasit sfarsit
Iubirea tuturor barbatilor, din trecut si pentru totdeauna:
Bucuria universala, durerea universala, viata universala,
Amintirile tuturor iubirilor amestecandu-se cu iubirea noastra -
Si cantecele tuturor poetilor din trecut si pentru totdeauna.")
Bucurati-va de imagini.
