People who like to take pictures and try to capture that time and space in their memories always have dreams.

My Photo

The following is an introduction to this photo exhibition.

This photo exhibition is a huge photo-related festival held at the Korean branch of Fujifilm. In addition, the headquarters of Fujifilm in Japan has supported the event and provides various support.
The effort to create a culture is already reaching its third anniversary. In this photo exhibition, 15 winners in the series category and 20 winners in the short photo category were produced. My photograph was selected in the short photo category among them.
This next picture is a poster about the photo exhibition.

Let me introduce my picture in the photo book for this photo festival.

I'm showing you the pictures from the first day of the festival.

Open event

Rock band performance

Free meals

outdoor photo gallery 01

outdoor photo gallery 02

A seminar on photography

These were truly happy times. I hope you come back to me in these times.

Thank you for reading my comments.

The poem I transcribed today is a beautiful poem by Bulgarian poet Lucian Blaga. 

The poet is also a Romanian philosopher and theologian playwright. He was an existentialist philosopher and even a professor of cultural philosophy, but was deprived of his intellectual freedom due to political influence after World War II. He was later mentioned as a candidate for the Nobel Prize in Literature, but was disturbed. Due to such influence, he wrote many lyric poems. The poem above is one of such poems.

Izvorul nopții / Lucian Blaga 

Frumoaso,

ți-s ochii așa de negrii încât seara 

când stau cu capu-n poala ta 

îmi pare, 

că ochii tăi, adânci, sunt izvorul 

din care tainic curge noaptea peste văi 

si peste munți și peste șesuri,

acoperind pământul 

c-o mare de-ntuneric.

Așa-s de negri ochii tăi 

lumina mea.

Izvorul nopții

Springs of the Night  /  Lucian Blaga

​

You, beauty,

Your eyes are so dark that in the evening

When I lie with my head in your lap

It seems

Your deep eyes are the springs

From which the night mysteriously flows

Over the valley, over mountains and plains,

Covering the earth

With a sea of darkness.

So deep-dark are your eyes

My light

Izvorul nopții / Lucian Blaga

I don't know Bulgarian well, so I transcribed it only in English. It's a bit unfortunate, but I hope there's a chance to learn it next time.

If I can stop one heart from breaking  By Emily Dickinson

Maybe because it rained all day yesterday, the morning when I met early in the morning was full of moisture.

Roses bloom very beautifully in Korea in May. So I washed my face, dressed, and dragged my bike out to meet white, yellow, or reddish roses early on Saturday morning, but I didn't have them.

These days, it was too cold for spring, so the roses have not yet bloomed. I left the place with regret, but I couldn't come back home, so I wandered around again.
Then I discovered a water lily blooming in a very small pond. Rather, it was even more fortunate for me. I was very pleased with this water lily, perhaps because I never thought it would be in bloom.

Moreover, the morning sun was shining so beautifully, and yesterday's rain swept away the dust, making the water lilies cleaner and cleaner.

I took a lot of pictures. I didn't feel the sign of time passing because it's been a long time since I held the camera.

It was such a beautiful day.

If I can stop one heart from breaking

                             By Emily Dickinson

If I can stop one heart from breaking

I shall not live in vain;

If I can ease one life the aching,

Or cool one pain,

Or help one fainting robin

Unto his nest,

I shall not live in vain.

If I can stop one heart from breaking  By Emily Dickinson

The poem I transcribed today is called the Power of Stopping. 

In our daily lives, we go forward and forward indefinitely, and we end our days without much time to relax. In the meantime, I sometimes think about stopping altogether rather than stopping for a while.
Of course, there may be people who are unintentionally stopping their daily lives for a while. However, this does not mean that life is cut off or extinguished.
If you feel that way, it might be helpful to read this poem once and pause it if you are left behind and think that you are the only one who is unhappy.

정지의 힘  /  백무산

기차를 세우는 힘, 그 힘으로 기차는 달린다

시간을 멈추는 힘, 그힘으로 우리는 미래로 간다

무엇을 하지 않을 자유, 그로 인해 무엇을 해야 할 것인가를 안다

무엇이 되지 않을 자유, 그 힘으로 우리는 달린다

세상을 멈추는 힘, 그 힘으로 우리는 달린다

정지에 이르렀을 때, 우리가 달리는 이유를 안다

씨앗처럼 정지하라, 꽃은 멈춤의 힘으로 피어난다

The Power of Stopping / Baekmusan

The power to stop a train, with that power the train runs

The power to stop time, with that power we go to the future

The freedom not to do something, and because of that we know what to do

The freedom not to become something, with that power we run

The power to stop the world, with that power we run

When we reach a standstill, we know why we run

Stop like a seed, flowers bloom with the power of stopping

I haven't been able to post a blog because I've been studying for a while. I'll try to post more often in the future.

Russell Fountain Pen_Ebony

Russell Fountain Pen_Ebony

            What is learned is like a handful of soil,

Tamil has been a language that has been around since the 5th century B.C., with around 70 million speakers worldwide. It has 18 consonants and 12 vowel characters, and it is said that 216 characters are created by the combination of the two. You can tell by looking at the bottom, but it feels like drawing a picture. There are many strange-looking letters. In comparison, Russian has a hard feeling.

​The similarity with Korean is that the word order is the same. So it seems a little easier to understand when it comes to knowing the words and talking to them, but it's just a guess, so I think I'll have to learn more while studying. Some words are said to be surprising because they have the same meaning as Korean and pronunciation, but I've never heard them myself, so I'll listen to them and post additional comments later.

Now that I'm only writing Tamil alphabets, I've searched for Tamil quotes and wrote my own sentences. For your understanding, I've also transcribed them in Russian and English.

கற்றது கைமண் அளவு,

கல்லாதது உலகளவு.

(Kaṟṟatu kaimaṇ aḷavu, kallātu ulakaḷavu.)

То, чему ты учишься,

подобно горстке земли, а то,

чему ты не учишься, 

подобно целому миру.

What is learned is like a handful of soil, 

and what is not learned is 

as big as the world

It means, "What you have learned is like a handful of soil, and what you have not learned is as big as the world." It means that an individual must always be humble in learning, because the discipline or skill he has learned and learned throughout his or her life is only a small part of all the knowledge in the world. It can also be interpreted as meaning that there is no end to learning.

                           கற்றது கைமண் அளவு,

This picture was taken today. Since spring rain is so moist, a day like this is a day when you must go out and take a picture with a camera. It was a wonderful day to take pictures of Japanese apricot flowers and violet flowers soaked in spring rain. If you look closely at the picture, you can see lights inside water droplets in a round circle, which was taken with a ring flash in front of the camera lens.

I write to you / Chun Yang-hee

I write to you / Chun Yang-hee

너에게 쓴다   /  천양희