Ecce Homo

I just wanted note this :)

The Pieces out of The Mess

This morning, we took the bag, my daughter threw all the drawings in it, and started to sort out the things inside. After an hour, here are the ones worth uploading. The first one (above) is a map says my daughter. I just noticed the similarity between this map and the official logo of Hamilton Institute.

This one is a ship floating on the sea. I like the simplicity and the level of abstraction in this picture.

In this picture, my daughter created a lady in an extra ordinary styled dress. That dress reminds me Victoria Beckham's alien jacket.

Mothers and daughters :)

Left to right: Elder sister, daughter, father, mother.

Three ladies. The one on the right is sitting on a tiny chair. Notice the puff sleeves (karpuz kol) of the girl in the middle :)

The lady is my wife and the guy is me. At least, my daughter says so :) Don't you think the guy looks like Adolf Hitler?

Two models.

Two collages on pages of my master thesis.

Old lady with grey hair.

My daughter's house sticked on my lady dragon.

It's a collaborative family work.

I drew my wife and my daughter colored her lips.

Junkie girl with crazy hair :)

Indian mother and her daughter by my wife :)

The Watchtower

When the electricity along your nerves reaches a certain point that you cannot bear any more, you need something to neutralize it, my friends.

Touching the soil may work, jumping the water may work, jumping into the bottle may work and finally, Hendrix definitely works.

Yes he does.

His genius on interpreting the vibrations of the universe is very clear so that any person who has a degree can easily see. I like the performers who are showing everything they got during the action. Loosing the control and letting the energy free.

Now...

A very mysterious song, originally created by "great" Bob Dylan after a serious motorbike accident was transformed into another thing, that even the creator appreciated the transformer.

Who did it?

Jimi Hendrix, in a couple of days.

The name of the song was "all along the watchtower".

Maybe the definition of the art is "the performance of decomposition of the nature and then re-composing it in your own way". Then, every one respects the thing you come up with.

Here is the lyrics. Don't forget to listen to the song while you're reading it :)

there must be some kind of way out of here,
said the joker to the thief,
there's too much confusion,
i can't get no relief.
businessmen, they
drink my wine,
plowmen
dig my earth,
none of them along the line
know what any of it is worth.

Hey!

no reason to get excited,
the thief, he kindly spoke,
there are many here among us
who feel that life is but a joke.
but you and i, we've been through that,
and this is not our fate,
so let us not talk
falsely now,
the hour is getting late.

[supreme solo]

all along the watchtower,
princes kept the view
while all the women came and went,
barefoot servants, too.

outside in the cold distance
a wildcat did growl,
two riders were approaching,
and the wind began to howl.

Hey!
All along the watchtower...
[fading]