Duchamp oli se häiskä joka teki taidetta kusilaarista liimamalla sen päälle lapun "The Fountain". Olipa nokkelaa. Duchamp oli Anteron parhaita kavereita, sixi se pääsi mukaan tähän luetteloon vaikkei ollut kovin hauskakaan. Millaisia olivat sen muut töräyxet? Ses plus belles pensées?
ellauri332.html on line 167: Kun elokuvaan sisältyy kolme erillistä aikajunaa, "The Fountain" on varmasti hämmentävä. Tämä vuoden 2006 Buttin postmodernin kusilaariin perustuva elokuva sai katsojat vaatimaan selitystä monille hämmentäviä elementtejä nähdessään sen ensimmäisen kerran. Ohjaaja Maxim Gorki kuitenkin kieltäytyi pilaamasta elokuvan symboliikkaa antamalla selkeää selitystä. Hän sanoi: "Se on elokuva, joka on matka, ja se on matka, ja se on kokemus monien näiden kysymysten meditaation aikana." Jos katsot elokuvaa tuon sepustuxen läpi, voit nähdä, että siinä on kyse plörinästä, jolla sovitaan oman kuolevaisuuden kanssa.
xxx/ellauri128.html on line 601: Margaret Caroline Anderson (November 24, 1886 – October 19, 1973) was the American founder, editor and publisher of the art and literary magazine The Little Review, which published a collection of modern American, English and Irish writers between 1914 and 1929. The periodical is most noted for introducing many prominent American and British writers of the 20th century, such as Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot in the United States, and publishing the first thirteen chapters of James Joyce's then-unpublished novel, Ulysses. A large collection of her papers on Gurdjieff's teaching is now preserved at Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library, Yale University. She was blond, shapely, with lean ankles and a Scandinavian face. ... In 1916, Anderson met Jane Heap. The two became lovers. In early 1924, through Alfred Richard Orage, Anderson came to know of spiritual teacher George Ivanovitch Gurdjieff, and saw performances of his 'Sacred dances', first at the 'Neighbourhood Playhouse', and later at Carnegie Hall. Shortly after Gurdjieff's automobile accident, Anderson, along with Georgette Leblanc, Jane Heap and Monique Surrere, moved to France to visit him at Fountainebleau-Avon, where he had set up his institute at Château du Prieuré in Avon.
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 667: Ev'ry shade and hallow'd Fountain Sateenvarjo ja pyhä suihkulähde
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 640: Theme isn’t something you paste on after you write the first draft. Now, potboilers in general don’t have much thematic content because they doesn’t need to go far beyond: Bang Bang and the good guys in the white hats win. Theme is a more ever-present feeling that permeates the book you’re working on. Do you think when Ayn Rand wrote The Fountainhead or Atlas Shrugged, she first wrote the stories and then asked herself, “Now whatever could this be about? Selfishness?” But then, she was more political than most and, as I said, many books don’t have any discernible theme, except, buy it please and make me rich. That's my theme anyway.
xxx/ellauri306.html on line 68: Why is Rand a bad writer? Her writing is simply illogical, incomprehensible and blabbering. Her heroes and heroines are but pastiches, cliché-like cardboard figurines. Her world is black and white; either the character is a hero or a crook, but never anything in-between. Moreover, they fail the reality check; Howard Roark of The Fountainhead would not be the heroic creative mind he is represented; the reality check would be a similar megalomaniac sociopath as Le Corbusier.
xxx/ellauri387.html on line 452: And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Grovesa Ja hei, te Vaarat, Martti ja Timo, sekä muut luonnonilmiöt
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