tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924618871202622499.post8273847509748335775..comments2023-06-16T07:50:20.175-07:00Comments on Tale from the Van: IVAN TERESTCHENKOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05645127001113853537noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924618871202622499.post-63371050185036574622012-07-27T04:51:28.751-07:002012-07-27T04:51:28.751-07:00For me it takes strong nerve to hear the Nocturnes...For me it takes strong nerve to hear the Nocturnes and her in these songs, and fall asleep the happiest man in the world, alone. Possibly 'though the sea really would serve as my companion.<br /><br />This is of course an extravagantly beautiful presentation. (It is not my favourite among the pictures but) I enjoy how the vignetting in the 3rd-to-last frame suggests the windows of the van. I suppose this to be intended? In the final picture, here again is the difference between you and everyone else. Only for you would the damn fire blow in exactly the right direction at exactly the right moment of descending night. 5 letzte lieder.Laurenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17972899387484460347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924618871202622499.post-86263850217148719572012-06-24T16:39:33.848-07:002012-06-24T16:39:33.848-07:00Sounds absolutely perfect.Sounds absolutely perfect.My Dog-Eared Pageshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02939044939925149444noreply@blogger.com