Freitag, September 30, 2005

IN MEMORIAN JAMES DEAN


...For young people coming of age, Dean was someone they could easily identify with: an outsider, a loner--he was the antithesis of everything a well-behaved youth was supposed to be. His screen portrayals symbolized the rebelliousness of adolescence. In public he was often rude, even surly. A fan magazine quoted him as saying, "I wouldn't like me, if I had to be around me." He had been known to fight with directors and storm off the set. "Jimmy knew what young people were up against," an admirer once said. "He understood." Later, someone else referred to him as "the first student activist."

JAMES DEAN, REBEL FOR ALL SEASONS, by RON MARTINETTI

http://www.americanlegends.com/bookstore/deanstory/intro.html

JAMES DEAN, MY HERO WHEN I WAS A BOY


Today is the 50th anniversary of the death of James Dean. At the age of 15, three years after his fatal accident, I've seen his first important movie "East of Eden" and he became my idol, my brother, my friend, I loved him and in a certain mode I still do it, for he was an important part of my youth.

Here is my photograph, a selfportrait as Jimmy, I've made in a photo automat in 1958 ;-)

Donnerstag, September 29, 2005

HALF NAKED THURSDAY


About my nose I agree with Heinrich Heine;-) :

Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows one's nose.
Heinrich Heine

Dienstag, September 27, 2005

THE EGYPTIAN CAT BASTET


In the Egyptian Mythology BASTET is the Goddess of cats, the rising sun, the moon, truth, enlightenment, lesbians, sexuality, physical pleasures, fertility, bounty, birth, plenty, the household and protector of the home, civilization, creation, music, dance, the arts, hemp, and battler of serpents which attack the sun god. BASTET also represents the Maiden aspect of the Triple Goddess.

Montag, September 26, 2005

I CALLED HIM GOOBISON ...




In the second week of my vacation in Sousse, after my cure with the antibiotics, I felt a little bit better and one evening after dinner I walked a meal off with a stroll through the beautiful park of my hotel and when I returned to the hotel I saw a cuddly young cat sitting on the stairs as if he was waiting for me.
He was so sweet and I started to lure him imitating a cat's mother-call which sounds like "drrr drrr drrr" and he came closer unbushfully and twined around my ankles purring as if he wanted to answer ...

The following evening after dinner I brought some smithereens of fish and chicken, but he prefered "fish-meal" and so I called him GOOBISON ;-)

Sonntag, September 25, 2005

GOOBIMAMA, MY VIRTUAL COMPANION


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I LIKE TO BE ALONE ... BUT ...

Sure, I am used to live alone and I like it, but there are moments where I should like to change this mental attidude ... but once bitten, twice shy ...

The day before I left Vienna for going to Tunisia I've got suddenly the necessity to have at least a virtual companion and I drew Goobimama's cute face on a special page of my Moleskine ... to take him with me at least in a virtual mode ...

ILLUSION REALITY FRUSTRATION



Tomorrow my vacation is finished ... In retrospect I can say that this year my vacation was botched for I've got an acute bronchitis even in the beginning, probably caused by the air condition of the plain ... Getting a bronchitis is always a great dilemma for me because I am suffering from a chronic emphysema ... So I had to take during the first week my antibiotics and to avoid the sun ...

Samstag, September 24, 2005

THE HOMECOMING OF ODYSSEUS or A WOMAN'S TRUE LOVE


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THE MACHO AND HIS HOUSEWIFE

















A SHORT CULTURAL EXAMINATION ESPECIAL FOR SIRREENE, BY MEANS OF TWO PAINTINGS TO THE SUBJECT "ODYSSEUS AND PENELOPE" ;-)

Freitag, September 23, 2005

MY VACATION IN TUNISIA or ON THE TRACES OF ODYSSEUS


Homer’s immortal epic poem "The Odyssey" traces Odysseus’s ten-year-long journey homeward from the Trojan War, taking him from island to island around the Mediterranean in a way that demonstrates that the insatiably curious Odysseus was not in as much of a hurry to get home.
He wanted to see and experience everything that lay in his path, and did...

Carried away by the tempest far off Cape Malea Odysseus and his squadron finally reach an unknown land in the country of the Lotus-Eaters.

The country was so beautiful that Odysseus wanted to stay there awhile and rest up. So he sent out some scouts to determine if the natives were friendly. Odysseus waited and waited, but the scouts never returned.


What had happened was this: ther scouts had indeed met up with the locals, the Lotus Eaters, who turned out to be very friendly. The Lotus Eaters shared their food with the scouts. But the food - the Lotus - was a kind of dope, and the scouts got wasted from it and forgot all about Odysseue, their mission, getting back to Greece... everything.

All they wanted to do, was hang out, eat lotus, and get high... ;-)

AND THIS LAND IS CALLED TODAY : TUNISIA

But the consumption of Marijuana is strictly forbidden there today!

AT THE SWIMMING POOL



Donnerstag, September 22, 2005

HALF NEKKID THURSDAY


LOVE AND PEACE TO MY BLOGGER-FRIENDS AND TO ALL OF THEM WHO NEED A LITTLE SMILE ;-)

Mittwoch, September 21, 2005

SOME SKETCHES FROM THE BEACH


Montag, September 19, 2005

BACK IN THE REALITY OF EVERYDAY LIFE


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Sonntag, September 04, 2005

DEAR FRIENDS AND READERS !


I'LL BE BACK FROM MY VACATION IN FIFTEEN DAYS :::

I WISH YOU A GREAT TIME IN THE MEANWHILE !

LOVE AND PEACE

CASTOR

Samstag, September 03, 2005


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THE DESERT LIVES ;-)


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THE TUNISIAN DESERT


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A SKETCH FROM THE BEACH LAST YEAR


Before going to bed I should like to immagine my beach in Sousse ... here's a drawing from my diary ... the boat is passing by each day at 3 o' clock p.m. ;-)

Freitag, September 02, 2005

ME AT WORK II


ME AT WORK IN THE HOSPITAL







the recent photographs before I'm going on vacation
;- )

Donnerstag, September 01, 2005

HALF NEKKID THURSDAY


The disaster of New Orleans in times of High Technology makes me speechless and filled with bitterness ... if you take into consideration the costs of only one day of WAR ...