"futon" was shown on the first night of animation days. i really loved the flow of one shape into another. watching it on the big screen was almost hypnotic.
i spent last tuesday and wednesday nights at animation days. hosted on the maly rynek (just around the corner from my apartment), the screenings were totally free. and totally wonderful. a perfect setting and a really great collection of short films.
screening animated shorts from all over the world, each night’s program was diverse and super entertaining. from pastel futons, to stories of lost fathers, fantasy dances on typewriters, and deer-rabbit friendship, the films were all so different and all so much fun to watch.
what a excellent way to spend a summer evening.
two years ago, TD and i were walking home late one spring evening when we came across a small horse on the planty. it appeared to be unaccompanied and was causally munching on the grass. the strange sighting was clearly the highlight of the evening out.
a few days later a friend spotted the horse grazing around wawel. another saw it being led down the street towards the rynek. i spotted it a few more times on the planty, though its appearances were unpredictable. as we shared our encounters with “the planty pony,” it entered into my narrative of that spring in krakow.
i was disappointed when i returned last summer and the pony seemed to have disappeared. then this past weekend, while walking to the wisla…there it was! with a friend! i’m very happy pony sightings are again something i can look forward to while wandering around this wonderful city.
i don’t know why some images from our childhood stay with us. they are like threads in a web of meanings that crystallize around us while we try to make sense of the world. one such image has always been for me that of a child carried by his father in his father’s arms through the night, conversing with the darkness around them. the father enfolds the child tightly in his arms, protecting him from the element that speaks and speaks, but for the child, these arms are diaphanous. the night penetrates them, and between the father’s calming whispers, the child hears the constant, pervasive moaning of the darkness. tortured and overcome with fatalism, the child responds to them with tragic readiness, fully submerged in elements from which there is no escape. these early images delineate for artists the boundaries of their art.
—bruno schulz, in a letter to witkacy.
i went to a concert today at st. jozef’s in podgorsze. it was part of the summer concerts in podgorze series that runs through august. the concert was titled “dialogue for two harpsichords,” but all week i thought of it as “dueling harpsichords.”
the program was really enjoyable (froberger, bach, krebs, and mozart) and the space was great. i’d never been inside st. jozef’s and a sunday afternoon harpsichord concert was the perfect first visit. such a pleasant way to spend an hour!
i know i say it a lot, but i really do love krakow. of course, i like wandering around and taking in the beautiful city. and eating and drinking all sorts of delicious things (i had the best lemonade at cheder today). on top of everything, this month is filled with exciting festivals and events. i’ve so enjoyed taking in the street theatre festival these past few days and am really looking forward to this coming week’s animation days.
so happy to be here.
it rained HARD today.
SJ sent me this video after i left IAM and it seems perfect for today — a rainy day in krakow (ul. bracka is home to one of my favorite cafes).
grzegorz turnau’s “bracka” (1995).
as much as i hated to say goodbye to warsaw (and my delightful apartment), it’s great to be in krakow. my new place doesn’t quite have the same charm as the other, but it does have a lovely view and plenty of space. as soon as i unpacked, i moved the desk to take advantage of the natural light. and the bedding…is exactly the same as the warsaw apartment (evidently ikea was having a sale).
around this corner is the small (but fully equipped) kitchen. my landlord sent me an email before my arrival warning me to “be careful with fire in the kitchen because their is a vintage way to start equipment for hot meals.” sounds like cooking will be exciting!
what it lacks in character, this apartment certainly makes up for in location. i’ve never lived this close to the rynek and hearing the hourly hejnal from mariacki is certainly a treat.
mariacki from my window? pretty awesome.
i think this is going to be a great place to call home for the next six weeks. but what place in KRAKOW isn’t ? gosh, i love it here.