What happened to the beauty I had inside of me

Spring has finally done its job. My head is full of amorous charms ^^ But not everything is so simple! The fact is that the attraction for me is in the mind - I'm sapiosexual. The main thing  I'm interested in  is the inner world, worldview, imagination. So very often I fall in love with people whose appearance is far from the standards of beauty. Especially often the objects of my passion are scholars and experts in ancient languages ^^  At different times I was also crazy about Hoffmann, Baudelaire, Eliade and others  and the fact that the majority of the finest men have already died  drives me into depression. Another important thing: because for me the main thing is the soul, I absolutely indifferent in whose body it is enclosed. I mean that to me men and women are equally attractive. Someone calls it bisexuality, but for me it is included in the concept sapiosexual. What do you think it's crazy, sinful or normal thing?)

It's not necrophilia if you're dead too

Too much light! I love the sun, but the first rays of spring, so bright and hot, make me hide in the shadows. The first thing I do when I get home - close all the curtains to stay in the dark and get rid of the pain in my eyes. One crazy thought has arisen in my head - can I become a vampire?:) This is my biggest dream since childhood, hee-hee :) It inspired me to watch old gold films with my favorite classical heroines: Morticia Addams, Lily Munster amd Vampira. Nevertheless, my appearance of the last days is more suitable for Elvira ;) What do you think, what kind of image is more like for me? V~V

From the brightest star comes the blackest hole - You had so much to offer why did you offer your soul?

I'm probably the last person who hasn't written about this masterpiece by Jim Jarmusch. I'm not so often make posts about movies, but here I can't be silent. This film is firmly holding me in his arms, squeezing, preventing thoughts about anything else. The last time such a strong feeling I had only from some works of David Lynch. And now here it is again. It's incredibly deep, powerful film, with lots of hidden symbols and subtle allusions. Twilight, languid music, vampire theme, stunning images - that's what comes to mind when trying to describe it. The story told by Jarmusch seems so real, that while watching you literally feel the oriental flavors of Morocco and the stale air of Detroit. This is the best vampire movie of the last 15 years, and I believe it will become a cult classic along with "Hunger" and other legends of cinema. Tilda Swinton is beautiful as ever, and Tom Hiddleton really broke my heart by his gloomy Byronical image and unforgettable sad green eyes...

The Writing on My Father's Hand

Hooray! On April 21 in the journal of  University of Culture and Art will be published my first two research papers. I waited for this moment for so long! ^^ The first of them is available in the section on the history of art. It's "Tirthankaras image in Jain sculptural tradition". This article is dedicated to an undoubtedly important theme – the analysis of the Jain sculptural tradition. The author touches upon a new issue for the Russian science – semantics of sculpture in Jainism. Despite that the article does not pretend to present a comprehensive description of this cultural phenomenon, the scientific novelty of this work is that the author treats the subject with facts not previously published in the works of other researchers. 

The second article is called "Acharya Mahapragya: the second Gandhi" and located in the section of socio-cultural activities. I wrote it in honor of the great Jain teacher. And this is the beginning of the article: "The problem of violence is as high as ever in today’s society, we need only to recall the recent events in Iraq and Syria. They talk a lot on this subject, but few have made concerted action to address it. This paper considers the problem of violence, as it is understood in Jain religious community, and what are the ways to solve it, offered by Acharya Mahapragya to humanity, regardless of religion and national origin". When I read an introduction, I begin to realize how ironic is fate.  These words were written last fall, when the aggressor in the political sphere were U.S. Now everything has been turned upside down and our government's actions make me blush. I never wanted to write in this blog about politics, but I must tell the world that local people in Russia do not approve words of our president. We do not want war, we do not need other people's land, we want only peace. So please do not judge us, we are behind the iron wall in a desperate situation. I hope I will not be forced to raise this issue again...

Let's go back to my research! Very soon, my thesis will be finally ready and I would like to offer you a few photos of Jain temples, which were made ​​by me in India. I hope you'll get pleasure from this exotic, spiritual, and vital art :)

Just imagine that a few years of your life you spent studying something very distant and finally you had the opportunity not only to see it firsthand, but also touch! I felt like Indiana Jones when I first walked through the ancient Jain temples :)

I sit and soak up the positive vibes around :)

The most beautiful temple on this earth - the temple at Ranakpur!

Three floors of the finest carvings on marble. Thus can be decorated only celestial palace.

It is a magical tree that grants wishes. I believe that my wish will come true!

For the rhythm of our blood

My good friend from U.S. sent me a big box of wonderful books. I long couldn't reach them, but finally  Nick Bantock's book "Venetian's wife" literally mesmerized me. It is incredibly beautiful graphic novel about "а Renaissance Explorer, a Computer, and a Metamorphosis". The story is very sensual and full of references to Hindu mythology. So it's no surprise that this book attracted me! The entire novel consists of letters between a museum researcher, Sara Wolfe, and N. Conti, a centuries-old ghost trapped within the confines of modern technology. Conti hires Sara to track down the pieces of a peculiar art collection, and Sara discovers more of herself — and her destiny — in the process. Bаntock is a great graphic artist, and small pictures accompanying the text are really peculiar and charming. The story about art historian is so close to me that the book has left a lot of pleasant impressions. My house is full of statues brought from various trips to Asia and marvelous incenses, and books such as "Venetian's wife" carry me back to the narrow streets of India and make me purr like a cat ^^.

I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair

Life lesson #1: jealousy. 

Frankly, I'm a terrible perfectionist and used to be the best in everything. I know it's very selfish, but I would like to take the most important place in the thoughts of my beloved. But I must say that before we met, he lived with another girl he was madly in love. She left him, but for many years she remained for him a sort of deity. I know that I can never take her place in his heart. It's very painful. Especially when so much in his life and in the house is still something about her. It blackens my thoughts and I try my best to get rid of these negative emotions. In this way  Indian philosophy that preaches rejection of any emotion at all helps me very much. Have you faced similar situations? How do you fight this?