This video contains all illustrations from the book except one in the order in which they appear.
It has been a few months since I gave a first thought about commenting on “The Little Prince” by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. I have been hesitant because there have already been a lot of writings done about this book. However, I did not want to give up on such a beautiful tale that was part of my childhood. Because the story can be understood on many levels, each author’s point of view is different. (more…)
Late last night, I was looking for a movie to watch on Netflix. I wasn’t looking for any particular one and definitely not for a children movie. At least that’s what I thought when I saw the title “Anne with an E” and the picture on the screen of a thin and freckled redheaded girl with blue eyes. I noticed that it was a new release and thought I should give it a try. (more…)
Vincent van Gogh’s struggle with madness during his short life of 37 years did not stop his strong desire to paint. Painting was his best way to express his feelings, emotions, and personal perception of reality. He said: “I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.” Even though he was not given too much attention as an artist while he was alive he worked extremely hard to improve his technique. He was convinced that he could paint despite his lack of success in selling his paintings. He said: “If you hear a voice within you say ‘you cannot paint,’ then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.” (more…)
A few days ago, I was thinking about favorite books from my childhood. I remembered how my 6th grade teacher allowed me to select the books I would like to receive at the ceremony as a 1st Prize for having the highest grades in my class. I found a book with a very colorful cover depicting a sad boy holding a monkey.
I remember when I was a kid, my dad used to buy us books on his salary day. My mom was getting upset with him because instead of buying food or something we needed for the day-to-day life he was spending money on books. We read because we wanted to learn. We considered reading part of anybody’s personal education.
The word went around fast when someone found a good book. We were borrowing books from each other and then discussed them. I actually had my own small library in my room. I learned how to be very selective about the titles I was collecting. I still collect books.
I was in 7th grade when one of my classmates brought to school a beautifully illustrated book with Russian folk tales.