Saturday (day 6)norm: restday ch 1: 6+6+4+4+6 = 26 push-ups ch 2: square dancing... ch 3: 1.5 hour upper body work out at the gym. Today i had to rewrite a part of my book. It was about a beautiful painting my main character sees that was so awe inspiring that he forgot he was in the middle of a palace and had to go to an important meeting with the emperor to discuss the terms of war. I looked up on the internet the most inspiring painting i have never seen, but am still willing to see for real. The painting of the sixteenth chapel by Michelangelo. I never knew the hand of god and Adam, where only a small part of the ceiling. And i also never knew that Michelangelo wrote a poem (in Italian) about painting the ceiling. http://i.imgur.com/af2yteJ.jpg[/img]
Before i knew it i was at least two hours further, and i am now truly inspired. The poem is about work, how every great result, may look like god's creation and may feel like a magical inspiration. But every great creation takes offerings, sacrifices and load and loads of hard work. So people, if YOU are struggling with, what well may be YOUR greatest achievement of your life. Please read this poem. In the end Michelangelo states " i am not a painter". I think he means that the hard work he does (for 4 years), has got nothing to do with the awe-inspiring end-result. Like him, we too get sidetracked and overwhelmed by the amount of work that is ahead of us, loosing track of the end-result. But like Michelangelo finally finished the chapel, we too must hit the grindstone until we hit OUR targets! 1509 - translated by the American poet Gail Mazur:I've already grown a goiter from this torture, hunched up here like a cat in Lombardy (or anywhere else where the stagnant water's poison). My stomach's squashed under my chin, my beard's pointing at heaven, my brain's crushed in a casket, my breast twists like a harpy's. My brush, above me all the time, dribbles paint so my face makes a fine floor for droppings!
My haunches are grinding into my guts, my poor ass strains to work as a counterweight, every gesture I make is blind and aimless. My skin hangs loose below me, my spine's all knotted from folding over itself. I'm bent taut as a Syrian bow.
Because I'm stuck like this, my thoughts are crazy, perfidious tripe: anyone shoots badly through a crooked blowpipe.
My painting is dead. Defend it for me, Giovanni, protect my honor. I am not in the right placeāI am not a painter.
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Awesome post, very inspiring - now I want to go to Rome and see it, hmm it might be a good idea to set this trip as a reward to myself once I achieve my goal and keep it for at least three months!
24 Mei 14 oleh anggota: AilaOne
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I've often thought I'd like to see the chapel as well; I've seen many sections of the ceiling in other objects and some of them portray some very tortured examples; I wonder if he absorbed that as he painted and it was more than the physical endurance of painting on his back. I'm also intrigued ... and this seems shallow... of the body represented.. the six pack abs.. muscular definition. I was thinking this 'modern/our generation' had morphed this image to torture us and there is it... centuries ago. Did man really look like that BACK THEN and if so .. how was that achieved w/o bowflex, etc (sorry, irreverent but you see what I mean..) I know you're writing of inspiration but it just struck me and I want to stay with it a bit. If that was how one artist perceived the 'ideal' for a painting back then, when food was at a premium not excess, then ... maybe what we're all fighting to achieve isn't propaganda? Maybe it's instinct. I'm lost. I had a point. Sorry. Thank you for sharing the link and your journal.
24 Mei 14 oleh anggota: FullaBella
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