(à la Vivian Maier)

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self-portrait
(September 5, 2015)
Location: Balboa Park, San Diego, CA, US

Balboa Park is the largest urban cultural park in the United States, home to 15 museums and gardens. The main reason of my holidays there was sunshine and sugar white beaches though. San Diego has more than 300 days of sunchine per year and more than 70 miles of Pacific Ocean beaches. After 5-day stay, just before leaving for Los Angeles, I decided to visit The Museum of Photographic Arts located in Balboa Park. This picture was taken just before the visit.

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(à la Vivian Maier)

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self-portrait with legs II
(August 21, 2015)
Location: Dallas Museum of Art, TX, US

It was another “crowded” Late Night at the Dallas Museum of Art.
We travelled through the decades of the 20th centuary,
starting in the 1920s and ending in the 1990s, with music,
tours, films and so much more.
Ah, what a journey!


About (à la Vivian Maier) project:
I wish to look at myself in all reflected streets
and places I will be passing by.
These self-portraits are inspired
by Vivian Maier’s self-portraiture:
http://www.vivianmaier.com/

To the moon that died I dedicate

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Umarłemu księżycowi poświęcam
(Eng. To the moon that died I dedicate)

self-portrait
(July 6, 2015)
Oklahoma, US

inspired by the poem “To the moon that died I dedicate”
by H. Poświatowska (excerpt)
Halina Poswiatowska d. 11 October 1967
translated from the Polish
by Marek Lugowski
marek@enteract.com
29 October 2004 Chicago, Illinois

weź mnie jeszcze
w dwie ręce
no spraw
żebym uległa ciepłym dreszczem
przeciągnęła się wzdłuż
ziewnęła
wzeszła

take me yet some
into both hands
come make me
yield warm-shuddered
stretching long
yawning
ascending

Of what do my feet whisper

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O czym szepczą moje stopy
(Eng. Of what do my feet whisper)

self-portrait
(July 6, 2015)
Oklahoma, US

inspired by the poem “Overheard”
by H. Poświatowska (excerpt)

Halina Poswiatowska d. 11 October 1967
translated from the Polish
by Marek Lugowski
marek@enteract.com
29 October 2004 Chicago, Illinois

Gdy tak leżą bezczynnie
lewa zwrócona ku prawej,
prawa ku lewej,
o czym szepczą moje stopy
w nie kończące się
zimowe wieczory.

Bezwładnie
tak leżące
myślą o ziemi,
ciągle o ziemi.

When they idly lie about,
the left facing the right,
the right facing the left,
of what do my feet whisper
during the neverending
winter evenings.

Inertly
they rest
thinking of earth,
of earth all the time.

Underneath the dance of the golden lamps

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Pod tańcem złotych lamp
(Eng. Underneath the dance of the golden lamps)

self-portrait
(July 7, 2015)
Oklahoma, US

inspired by poetry by H. Poświatowska (excerpt)
Halina Poswiatowska d. 11 October 1967
translated from the Polish
by Marek Lugowski
marek@enteract.com
29 October 2004 Chicago, Illinois

Pod tańcem
złotych lamp
fruwają nisko
proste anioły pragnień (…)

Underneath the dance
of the golden lamps
the simple angels of desires
fly low (…)

(à la Vivian Maier)

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self-portrait
(July 6, 2015)
Location: in the middle of nowhere, Oklahoma, US

I planned to spend The Independence Day weekend in Hot Springs, Arkansas
in a very civilized way, and ended up in a cabin in the wilderness of Oklahoma.
Perhaps I haven’t discovered any new museum of art,
concert hall or luxury SPA resort,
but I feel as though I rediscovered my inner child.

http://www.vivianmaier.com