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		<description><![CDATA[Как-то я беседовала с художницей Саре (Евгения Саркисян) для журнала Ереван. Статья вышла давно, а вот сам разговор захотелось скинуть сюда, думаю он у нас определенно получился. Евгения Саркисян — художница, которая живет и работает во Франции с 1991 года.  Ее картины выставлялись в известных галереях  Парижа. Она знает многое о людях и об этом [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=quansh.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9630939&amp;post=488&amp;subd=quansh&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Как-то я беседовала с художницей Саре (Евгения Саркисян) для журнала Ереван. Статья вышла давно, а вот сам разговор захотелось скинуть сюда, думаю он у нас определенно получился.</p>
<p><em><span style="font-size:x-small;">Евгения Саркисян — художница, которая живет и работает во Франции с 1991 года.  Ее картины выставлялись в известных галереях  Парижа. Она знает многое о людях и об этом свидетельсвуют ее образы в живописи, графике и гравюрах. </span></em></p>
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<p><em><span style="font-size:small;">- </span></em><em><span style="font-size:small;">Как утверждают художественные критики, ваш стиль — гротескный реализм. Практически в любом человеке можно уловить особый элемент гротескности. Выходит, ваши образы универсальны?</span></em></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;">- Мои образы &#8211; все обычные люди, пропорциональные. У них просто есть особый семейный штрих. Это одна большая семья с ее особыми признаками. Например, форма носа, передаваемая из поколения в поколение . Думаю, во всех можно найти элементы гротеска. Я образы не выбираю. Думаю, они где-то есть, просто сами по себе как-то выходят. </span></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size:small;">- </span></em><em><span style="font-size:small;">Сидит себе художник в мастерской, а к нему периодически, а то и часто, наведываются музы. Это один из стереотипов о художниках. Что думаете вы по этому поводу: соответствует ли богемный образ творческому труду этой профессии?</span></em></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;">- Это точно такая же работа, как любая другая. Либо ты работаешь много и имеешь результат, либо работаешь меньше и имеешь меньше результата. Или вообще не имеешь. Существует миф о том, что художники &#8211; это люди которые сидят, плюют в потолок и левой ногой творят шедевры. Сильно сомневаюсь, и если это правда, то я, наверное, урод в семье художников. Так принято говорить и считать, мол, художники особенный народ. Среди инженеров тоже есть те, которые работают и те, которые нет. Не вижу никакой разницы профессий, кроме того, что в отличие от других художник должен работать все время. Постоянное обдумывание будущей картины.  </span></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size:small;">- </span></em><em><span style="font-size:small;">Выходит это развенчивание мифов о творческом процессе. Почему людям нужны мифы и почему вы предпочитаете жить вне их?</span></em></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;">- Мифы &#8211; религия, догма, данность. Они скорее предтечие религии. Мифы удобны. Это рамки, что-то общепринятое. Например, миф &#8211; что вдохновения надо подождать, потом схватить его за хвост и тогда сделаешь кучу шедевров, даже если не держал кисти в руках пару лет. Многим это удобно для оправдания собственного бездействия, так как они горюют, что вот, дескать, муза опаздывает&#8230;</span></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size:small;">- </span></em><em><span style="font-size:small;">Ваши гротескные образы людей тоже развенчивают мифы об идеалах, подогнанных под стандарты красоты?</span></em></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;">- Может быть, и это тоже. Я огорчаюсь, когда люди не улыбаются, когда смотрят на мои работы. Лучшая реакция для меня – улыбка.  Хотя, конечно, есть люди, которые не принимают моего творчества. Им даже не конфортно находиться вблизи моих персонажей. Я заметила, что среди женщин их почему-то больше, чем среди мужчин.  Думаю, некоторые из них видят в картинах себя. И так как они привыкли смотреть в зеркало и видеть то, что хотят увидеть, им бывает сложно вдруг уловить частичку себя в гротескной картине. Женщины также труднее относятся к деформациям, в то время как мужчин больше интересует содержание. Мужчины легче абстрагируются, а женщины принимают все на себя. Это мои наблюдения. </span></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size:small;">- </span></em><em><span style="font-size:small;">Жизненный конфликт  или осознание комизма мира стал результатом обращение к гротеску?</span></em></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;">- Гротеск на самом деле у меня был всегда. Я обратилась к нему практически в самом начале своего профессионального пути, он мне близок по духу. Очень интересно наблюдать за людьми.  Они мне и подарили те гротескные образы, которые на самом деле — отражение реальности. Я &#8211; человек, не конфликтующий с миром. Я могу только сожалеть о том, что в мире многое устроено не так. Я признаю это за факт, но конфликтовать не собираюсь. Я не борец, не буду участвовать в манифестациях, максимум я буду наблюдать за ходом событий. Я конформист. Это стыдно, не буду врать. Я не буду бороться, просто жалко своего времени. Я боролась за выживание, но не за восстановление мировой гармонии. Это эгоистично, но нормально. Человеческое эго &#8211; единственный двигатель. Рожаешь, влюбляешься, выбираешь профессию &#8211; все исключительно для себя. Даже если ты помогаешь бедному, ты делаешь это для себя. Ты поднимаешься в собственных глазах. Я эгоистична, и не стыжусь этого. Просто люди считают это ненормальным, провокационным. Но на самом деле все люди &#8211; эгоисты. Я на этом настаиваю. В нашем языке «эгоизм» плохо звучит. Не знаю почему&#8230;</span></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size:small;">- </span></em><em><span style="font-size:small;">Неужели не боролись за становление собственной личности, хотя бы отчасти?</span></em></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;">-Только работой. Нельзя идти на баррикады и кричать о том, что борешься за становление личности. Но есть те, кто опустив голову работают и в этом их правда. Я разочарована человечским экспериментом. Человек не меняется. Все развивается, все идет вперед, но человек не меняется, меняются инструменты. Человек все также способен на подлость и не стал лучше от того, что пользуется, например, интернетом. Единственное, что его сдерживает от некоторых действий в некоторых странах &#8211; это закон . Я человек закона. Я уважаю общество и закон, как инструмент сдерживания человеческой натуры. Закон &#8211; это то, что позволяет человеку оставаться человеком. </span></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size:small;">- </span></em><em><span style="font-size:small;">Получается, нельзя жить без ограничений, без рамок?</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size:small;">- </span></em><span style="font-size:small;">К сожалению, да. Если перед человеком не будет стоять закон о том, что нельзя убивать, он будет убивать, так как люди делали на протяжении веков. Действующий закон &#8211; то, что позволяет обществу развиваться&#8230;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;"><em>А вот собственно слайд шоу с катинами Саре. Кажется, таких персонажей можно встетить где угодно! Просто высший класс!</em></span></p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2011 08:48:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Снова и снова Тарковский&#8230;Его &#8220;Зеркало&#8221; заставило меня наконец написать&#8230;  пару строк. Посвящяю кому угодно. &#8230; Взгляну туда, где раньше я сидела у окна и только лишь смотрела на себя. Природа мне сегодня улыбнулась, как улыбнулось зеркало окна на солнце утреннем блестя  &#8230;  Я в &#8220;Зеркало&#8221; вгляделась как в себя.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=quansh.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9630939&amp;post=460&amp;subd=quansh&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#800000;">Снова и снова Тарковский&#8230;Его &#8220;Зеркало&#8221; заставило меня наконец написать&#8230;  пару строк.</span> Посвящяю <del>кому</del> угодно.</p>
<p>&#8230; Взгляну туда, где раньше я сидела у окна и только лишь смотрела на  себя. Природа мне сегодня улыбнулась, как улыбнулось зеркало окна на солнце утреннем блестя  &#8230;  Я в  &#8220;Зеркало&#8221; вгляделась как в себя.</p>
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		<title>There is a fine line between the heaven and the hell&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 13:45:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“The Banishment” (2007). (review) Based on a story of American Armenian novelist William Saroyan &#8220;The Laughing Matter” Directed by Andrei Zvyagintsev It does not matter where we are &#8211; on our land or somewhere else. It does not matter who we are &#8211; natives, immigrants, the language we speak. It does not even matter what [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=quansh.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9630939&amp;post=451&amp;subd=quansh&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>“The Banishment” (2007).</strong></p>
<p><strong>(review)<br />
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<p><strong><em>Based on a story of American Armenian novelist William Saroyan &#8220;The Laughing Matter”</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Directed by Andrei Zvyagintsev</em></strong><br />
It does not matter where we are &#8211; on our land or somewhere else. It does not matter who we are &#8211; natives, immigrants, the language we speak. It does not even matter what we are &#8211; good, bad, family oriented, single, black, white, smart, stupid, poor, rich, whether we have successfully blended into the society or whether we are outcasts. Do we believe in god, the devil or none of that, do we waste our time or do righteous things &#8230; We all are in biblical exile.</p>
<p>That is what we almost never remember, the global life evidence, against which everything else is only the vanity of vanities, a vicious circle, a relay, an imaginary competition, where there are no winners, and losers are known much ahead of the time.</p>
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<p>&#8220;The banishment&#8221; is an extremely asocial and abstract Russian film of the twenty-first century, the action of which, as contested by many critics, occurs &#8220;everywhere and nowhere, always and never.&#8221; It is, however, Zvyagintsev, who provoked such a violent reaction that could have been the envy of any brawler and “neformal” (Zvyagintsev himself is neither of those though).</p>
<p>Similarly, only a decade ago Tarantino and his students were examples of bad taste and were opposed to the example of Bresson and Dreyer, whereas today audiences demand from art lightweight games with genres, irony and  postmodern quotation. Something that used to be considered a sin and frivolity is now qualified as something serious.</p>
<p>Zvyagintsev has his own opinion on this issue. He notes: “The film is not a paraphrase of domestic strife in criminal chronicles. You should take what you see on the screen with understanding of what the truth is in the film and how it differs from the reality.</p>
<p>Watching the story on the screen and then trying to apply it directly to life is fundamentally wrong. I remember when shooting a family dinner scene in &#8220;Return&#8221;, someone criticized me, saying that no Russian peasant would have wine on his table, but vodka. Though according to the content of the scene, wine could be the only drink on that table. Artistic truth is more important than external reality. The concept of art, in my view, has been devalued in our country in recent years. Maybe it’s time the shills should stand at the doors of theatres and cinemas and ingratiate the public as the artists  prefer to speak in the language of the crowd? And what is the language of the crowd? Short questions and equally short answers. They all fit into the moral conceptions of the world about actions and interactions of people. Art has to deal with very different categories.”</p>
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		<title>Flirt with me again, oh jazz!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 19:33:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[… I am couple seconds away from my next move, why am I  standing still? I feel millions of voices in my stomach. They all seem coming from deep inside as a recall to start the round again… I look out from the car window. It&#8217;s all grassy around. What a spring! I hear the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=quansh.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9630939&amp;post=361&amp;subd=quansh&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>… I am couple seconds away from my next move, why am I  standing still? I feel millions of voices in my stomach. They all seem coming from deep inside as a recall to start the round again…</p>
<p>I look out from the car window. It&#8217;s all grassy around. What a spring! I hear the tempting flirt of  Jazz…. The sound bursts from the speakers of  His classy  car, cleaving the wind on its way to THE END …</p>
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		<title>Lame thoughts at the cafe</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 19:24:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8230; So, I was sitting in a cafe at the World’s End, having bites of  ads  with a magazine soup&#8230; then comes the  coffee and  a  sweet daydream with thought-infested custard&#8230; Soon, I get bored and start staring at a watermelon slices on my plate. &#8220;The life is like a watermelon… it can be sweet [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=quansh.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9630939&amp;post=357&amp;subd=quansh&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8230; So, I was sitting in a cafe at the World’s End, having bites of  ads  with a magazine soup&#8230; then comes the  coffee and  a  sweet daydream with thought-infested custard&#8230;</p>
<p>Soon, I get bored and start staring at a watermelon slices on my plate.</p>
<p>&#8220;The life is like a watermelon… it can be sweet  or sour and tasteless,  you won&#8217;t know until you cut and taste it. Life has  stripes just like the watermelon does. Bad follows good, luck follows trouble, love follows indifference. People say watermelon is a berry&#8230; What the heck!? I thought it&#8217;s a  fruit, or a veggie&#8230; maybe  a nut?&#8230; Life has too many meanings, just like the bloody watermelon&#8230;And It&#8217;s sweet and juicy until you choke on its seeds&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>What a thought!&#8230;</p>
<p>Oh, well, I think I&#8217;ll have another watermelon slice&#8230; where&#8217;s the waiter?</p>
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		<title>A travel to Ayrum.</title>
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<p><a href="http://quansh.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/dsc02903nn1.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-334" title="DSC02903.JPGnn" src="http://quansh.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/dsc02903nn1.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
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		<title>French Armenian perfumer to inspire me for patriotic feelings.</title>
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		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[FRANCIS KURKDJIAN “One of the edgiest perfumers in the one-off niche” New York Times I think we Armenians should know this talented artist of scents as he indeed has an interesting life story and amazing profession where he actually succeeded to his best, making his way not only to the world market of perfumery but [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=quansh.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9630939&amp;post=301&amp;subd=quansh&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>FRANCIS KURKDJIAN</strong></p>
<h3>“One of the edgiest perfumers in the one-off niche” New York Times</h3>
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<p>I think we Armenians should know this talented artist of scents as he indeed has an interesting life story and amazing profession where he actually succeeded to his best, making his way not only to the world market of perfumery but also to the  millions of hearts around the world.</p>
<p>I am always happy and proud to hear last names with Armenian ending (yan/ian) amid foreign/international public and cool events , so my sniffing pleasure doubled the day I was proudly holding a bottle of  APOM and breathing in a heavenly good scent with notes of orange blossom and ylang-ylang.</p>
<p>Fracis was only 15 when he decided to become a perfumer . At the age of 25 he already made his first scent for Jean Paul Gaultier, <em>Le mâle.<br />
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<p><strong> </strong>Soon afer  he was already making his perfumery creations for Yves-Saint Laurent, Guerlain, Christian Dior , Lanvin, Salvatore Ferragamo and many others.</p>
<p>When in 2001 he was awarded with   <em>Prix François Coty </em> award for his life’s work he was in the beginning of his thirties. He thought he had to experience the scents of the world. For several years Francis traveled with a mobile laboratory where he carried his essences and met  renowned perfumers and many of his future  partners.</p>
<p>&#8220;Time is the ultimate luxury,&#8221; he said in an interview. &#8220;That is why I have revived the 18th-century tradition of the traveling perfumer.&#8221;</p>
<p><strong>According to the <em>New York Times, </em>Mr. Kurkdjian  is „one of the edgiest players in the one-off niche“. </strong></p>
<p>He is French-Armenian . “Paris was at the heart of my inspiration,” he says. “My travels take me away, but they also bring me back to my City and its heterogeneous population, to its light and the shade of its monuments, the grey of its rooftops and the bursts of magic as its golden spires puncture  its incredible skyline here and there. Paris inspires the universe of my House: grey, zinc and gold.”</p>
<p>&#8220;Kurkdjian&#8217;s bespoke scents, conceived, blended and matured over 6 to 10 months, are priced at $10,000 for two 60-milliliter flasks, hand-engraved with a name or personal message&#8221;  NY TIMES tells in its 2008 November issue.&#8221;</p>
<p>In  2009, he finally opened his own perfume house, <em>Maison Francis Kurkdjian </em>on rue Alger, near Place Vendôme and created his <em>Maison Francis Kurkdjian</em> (2009) . The interiors of the boutique is a stunningly beautiful installation by Jean-Hugues de Chatillon, a scenographer for the Paris opera and ballet. His inspirations were the covered passages of Paris, the city which also inspired Fransic for his lifetime creations.</p>
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<address><strong>Maison Francis Kurkdjian</strong></address>
<address><strong>The displays at the boutique .&#8221;Paris in miniature&#8221;.<br />
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<p>Check also:</p>
<p><cite><a title="La Maison " href="http://www.franciskurkdjian.com/">http://www.<strong>franciskurkdjian</strong>.com </a><br />
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		<title>“They fill us with desires which make us upset”.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 16:01:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Some of my amateur thoughts on problems of  globalization and the financial crisis. (An extract from article. ) As for today there is already quite a mere understanding of  globalization and global society. We all know, we are bonded with one global net. Through this net we  form advantages not only for our countries, companies, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=quansh.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9630939&amp;post=267&amp;subd=quansh&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Some of my amateur thoughts on problems of  globalization and the financial crisis.</em></p>
<p><strong>(An extract from article. ) </strong></p>
<p>As for today there is already quite a mere understanding of  globalization and global society. We all know, we are bonded with one global net. Through this net we  form advantages not only for our countries, companies, homes and ourselves but also we have learned  to face dependence of each others&#8217;  actions through invading a global territory. To whom does it belong? Some of us may say global territory is a general realm, a big tribune for the ones who wish to talk, others claim it is owned and ruled by the ones who are trying to establish a greater hegemony. The  truth is always  between the lines for those who are looking for  and actually foresight applied and complex advancement of events.</p>
<p>Whatever the reality promises, the horns have been warning us about problems long time ago, recalling the previous crisis in the past. But whichever globalization attempt we take, the one of Alexander the Great, the Communism building of Lenin, or capitalist globalization, we should understand, that the world have always been in evolution  towards changes and the changes have never been about blockade existence.</p>
<p>More over, in any globalization urge there has always some ideology. Because people simply need to have some reasoning, in fact usually just a formal one, for uniting. Ideology is what can awake a desire to form a coalition, because it promises a “better option”.</p>
<p>Better option is a basic need so it works depending on what is the current demand. Let&#8217;s take the famous pyramid  of Maslow. According to latest we are growing in our needs as we  find the basic security and food. So, if the majority needs security, the ideology of unity needs to secure  borders, and if majority wants to be rich, then ideology goes straight into  your house trying to make you need consumer products and luxury goods, drawing  glossy picture of a posh life. &#8220;Buy yourself happiness in credit!..&#8221;</p>
<p>The risks are here on surface right away. Too much of security urge will cause a hegemony of   nuclear arms and bombs, too much of wealth and welfare talk will cause too much greed and fast money-making systems and schemes. But we can’t just ask to stop a demand and run back to caves and find food hunting in the woods&#8230;</p>
<p>Right. we have created globalization and we have to make a use of it somehow. Globalization talks about being  big, united but as we grow and adjust this world to our growing needs we become more and more dependent on each other. Here comes the question. Why to globalize if it leads to dependence and  new forms of slavery? The answer I think lies in finding the independence within the system; not by disconnecting, but by identifying ourselves with our real needs and by working hard to reach the a human development, so needed  today. This is not another moralist call for social responsibility; this is a call for a self- development and mental clearness. Too many people are using others, who are busy with fulfilling the goals that are put in their heads by global demands and manias.</p>
<p>If  we want to feel ourselves free and stay confident in this big ball room of modern society, we should understand, that too many of us are trying to “go big” by propaganda of what they try “to sell” to us, be it a hot-dog or a terrorism.</p>
<p>Here  I  try to state about some of the icons of present economically globalized world, making my point that current global crisis has its role in being an explosion of many ideological bubbles that didn’t have any assurance and real value. The ideological re-congestion of a permanent reorientation causes people want everything and right away, as they are too messed up about their real desires.</p>
<p>Such systems with people working “hard” for your imaginary “one-click” happiness under certain propaganda of global welfare are very dangerous as too much “kindness” of “giving” can eventually bring to a lack of willingness of those people who own, to share with the ones who don’t. And then the “givers” are gone in heartbeat, leaving the world in chaos to deal with its problems. Who are those givers? The top managers, brokers, private bankers, stock players, re-investors, different business dealers, the list goes on with all the money jugglers. When there is no money to juggle, they juggle with let&#8217;s say apples trying to &#8220;sell&#8221; them to us as a value&#8230;</p>
<p>This is the underflow of the latest financial storm, which blew away not only the American stock and real estate markets, but economical stability of all the Globalized World.</p>
<p>Nothing comes and goes easily . Everything takes time… (Even the Crisis).</p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#003366;">V. A.<br />
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<p><strong><span style="color:#003366;">01.2010.</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#003366;"> Yerevan, Armenia</span></strong></p>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Два сапога не пара, ах жаль нам жизни не построить&#8230;<br />
Болея мной, ты не на шутку мир бы мог расстроить,<br />
Ведь где-то там надеялись не потерять тебя, меня.<br />
Увы, я прощена и перекрещена, теперь до завтрашнего дня<br />
Я буду ждать, когда же привезут мне нового шута,<br />
Чтобы от сердца и души, развеселила б я его и тех,<br />
Кто, на՛ душу возмет смеяться надо мною грех.<br />
Пускай я выросла, и королева мне Червей,<br />
Не сниться больше и не пугает, что правей,<br />
И странный философский кот,<br />
Не улыбается мне больше близко во весь рот.<br />
Но в памяти  &#8211;   дорога  в твой старый сумашедший дом,<br />
Где ты один король палаты, шут и мажордом,<br />
Там темные Алисьи норы, где не  найти себя<br />
И если я найду &#8211; то значит мир еще не потерял меня&#8230;</p>
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