Posted on June 29, 2015
Yesterday I listened to an interview with the Bosnian poet Abdulah Sidran who talked about creation of one of his poems. He said that the poem that seems as if it had been writen during the war was actually written in 1985, and that he had dreamed it first in Macedonian, the language he does not speak. When he woke up he phoned a friend in Macedonia and she told him to write it down. That’s how his poem “Mora” (Nightmare) was created. As far as I know the poem has not been officially translated into English but at the bottom of this article I enclose a very good translation into Italian, and my translation into English.
To inspire and to be inspired – isn’t that what we all look for in our creative process?
To be inspired is not taking others’ ideas and making them their own. To inspire someone is to make one look inside themselves and come up with a creation of their own. Not everyone has sensibility and the workings of an artist, but being true to oneself, looking inside instead of imitating is the right way to start.
Appreciate yourself and what you have to offer, and be honest …… with yourself.
A photo of me drawing inspiration from nature (taken by the most inspiring person in my life)
Che stai facendo, figlio?
Sogno, madre mia, sogno che sto cantando,
e tu mi chiedi, nel sogno: che stai facendo, figlio?
Cosa canti nel sogno, o figlio?
Canto, madre mia, che avevo una casa.
E adesso la casa non ce l’ho. Questo canto, madre mia.
Avevo la mia voce, o madre, e la mia lingua avevo.
E ora non ho né voce né lingua.
Con la voce che non ho, nella lingua che non ho,
dalla casa che non ho, io canto la mia canzone, o madre.
-Translation into Italian of Abdulah Sidran’s poem “Mora”
Here follows my translation into English:
What are you doing son?
I’m dreaming mother, dreaming that I am singing.
And in my dream you ask me: what are you doing, son?
What do you sing in your dream, son?
Mother, I sing that I used to have a house.
And now I don’t have a house. That’s what I sing, Mother.
I used to have a voice, Mother, and I used to have a language.
And now I have no voice, no language.
With the voice that I don’t have, in the language that I don’t have,
from the house that I don’t have I sing my song, Mother.
You may ask yourself what this poem has to do with the attached photo, music and my musings on inspiration. The common denominator is the process of creation, the way inspiration works sometimes, and I just felt like sharing with you.
Have a good Monday and the whole week ahead!
Posted on January 25, 2015
When in 1972 Ivan Kozaric, a renowned Croatian sculptor, placed a sculpture of A.G. Matos, our celebrated poet, on the busiest promenade in Zagreb, it was considered avant garde.
The convex-concave aluminum mass showing a relaxed, bohemian figure sitting on a bench, enjoying the view of the city and its people was intended to bring Matos closer to the masses, by making him part of our daily life. The sculptor even left room on the bench for passers-by to take a seat next to the statue.
Matos’s poetry has been a source of inspiration for generations of artists and musicians. His famous sonnet “Utjeha kose” (don’t try to look for a translation which would be “Comfort of hair”), which is one of the best lyrical works ever produced in this country, was reworked into a song many times over decades (see the enclosed track).
Matos died in 1914. The singer of the above tune is now 79, the sculptor is 93, and the statue itself is 43 years old, but it does not end here. New generations are coming that are drawing inspiration from the life and work of one of the country’s greatest lyricists and the works of art he inspired.
I invite you to post photos in black & white of something that says “inspiration” to you. Leave links to your posts in the comment section.
Check out these entries for B&W Sunday:
Posted on July 28, 2012
Being the combination of the warmest and coolest colours in the spectrum, purple is believed to be the ideal colour. The colour of balance, meditation, of spiritual fulfillment – between mind and heart …
Listen to this track by Enigma Enigma_-_11_-_Between_Mind_And_Heart[mp3lemon.net]
Are the following purple enough for you? 😉
I give you a purple haze
And a purple heart