A High Building in Singapore
It’s a high building in Singapore that holds the only beauty for this San Francisco day where I am walking down the street, feeling terrible and watching my mind function with the efficiency of a liquid pencil.
A young mother passes by talking to her little girl who is really too small to be able to talk, but she’s talking anyway and very excitedly to her mother about something. I can’t quite make out what she is saying because she’s so little.
I mean, this is a tiny kid.
Then her mother answers her to explode my day with a goofy illumination. “It was a high building in Singapore,” she says to the little girl who enthusiastically replies like a bright sound-colored penny, “Yes, it was a high building in Singapore!”
~ Richard Brautigan
1 week ago
gecen gun sabah metroyla dil kursuna giderken son anda yetisip bindigim kompartmanda bir anne-kiz hemen dikkatimi cekti. kulagimda kulakliklar bir podcast dinledigimden onlarin ne konustuklarini tam olarak duyamiyordum ama gorduklerim herseyi aciklamaya yetiyordu: kucuk kizin bir sinavi vardi o gun ve o kisa metro yolculugunda annesiyle birlikte son bir tekrar yapiyordu. annesi kizinin eline tutusturdugu kitaptan kizina sorular yoneltiyor ve o da onlari cevaplamaya calisiyordu hatirladigi kadariyla. cevabini bilmedigi bir soruyla karsilasinca da soyle caktirmadan ustten kitaba goz atmaya calisiyordu. annesi bunu farkederse ki hemen farkediyordu kitabi kendine dogru cekiyordu. bu soru, cevap, bilenemeyen sorunun cevabi icin yapilan mucadele bir sure devam etti anne-kiz arasinda. metro bir durakta durup da kucuk kiz metrodan inerken annesiyle son bakismalari annesinin ona olan guvenini yansitiyordu.
1 month ago
Ogleye dogru Palais de Tokyo’daki modern sanatlar muzesine (Musée d’Art Moderne de la Ville de Paris) gidilip Giorgio de Chirico sergisi gezildi.
Yarin sona erecek olan bu sergiye katilma eylemi bir son dakika karariydi, uzunca zamandir planlanan bir sey degil.
Bu son dakika kararina yol acan nedenler kisaca su iki maddeyle ozetlenebilir:
1. Sozlukten; Yves Tanguy‘un Chirico’nun bir tablosunu gordukten sonra eline firca alip resme baslamaya karar verdigini ogrenmem,
2. Gecen aksam, Haruki Murakami’nin halen okumakta oldugum kitabinda Chirico’ye yapilan bir gondermeyle karsilasmam.
1 month ago
“I love listening to the Lovin’ Spoonful. Their music is sort of laid-back and never pretentious. Listening to this soothing music brings back a lot of memories of the 1960s. Nothing really special, though. If they were to make a movie about my life (just the thought of which scares me), these would be the scenes they’d leave on the cutting-room floor. “We can leave this episode out,” the editor would explain. “It’s not bad, but it’s sort of ordinary and doesn’t amount to much.” Those kinds of memories - unpretentious, commonplace. But for me, they’re all meaningful and valuable. As each of these memories flits across my mind, I’m sure I unconsciously smile, or give a slight frown. Commonplace they might be, but the accumulation of these memories has led to one result: me. Me here and now, on the north shore of Kauai. Sometimes when I think of life, I feel like a piece of driftwood washed up on shore.“
Yukaridaki satirlari Haruki Murakami‘nin daha once de alintiladigim What I Talk About When I Talk About Running kitabindan aldim. Su hayatta gercekten de baskalarina siradan gelebilecek ama bizi biz yapan kucuk mutluluklar ve uzuntuler yasayip duruyoruz. Murakami guzel yakalamis her zamanki gibi..
1 month ago
