Oto Skulme (Latvian 1889-1967) Kubistiska kompozīcija ar ģitāru (Cubist composition with guitar), 1923. Gouache on paper, 69 x 56 cm.
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Oto Skulme (Latvian 1889-1967) Kubistiska kompozīcija ar ģitāru (Cubist composition with guitar), 1923. Gouache on paper, 69 x 56 cm.
East Asian cherry trees blooming in Riga, Spring 2025
Rihards Zariņš (Latvian, 1869-1939) - Kurbads the Hero and the Nine Headed Devil (1908-1911)
Dita Lūse (Latvian, b. 1972, lives and works in Riga, Latvia), Post-war Reunion, 2022. Oil on canvas, 80 x 120 cm. (Source: Dita Lūse)
flow winning animated feature is the kind of story that's going to be taught like the boogeyman to every big animation studio's intake class for decades
i keep thinking of this team and getting really emotional. maybe it's because of the being made in blender and kinda looking like a cutscene thing but they really remind me of when tiny indie game studios win massive and Just Can't Believe It. they came to the oscars with cufflinks of their little cat on it. they had the cat embroidered into the lining of their jackets. they posted photos of them all celebrating with their oscars at in-n-out afterwards. imagine being in an indie studio in a country that's literally never been recognized by nomination at the oscars, picking up TWO nominations for an ANIMATED film, getting flown out, decking yourselves out in easter eggs of your little guy, going "hey we may not win but holy shit latvia's at the goddamn oscars let's gooooo" and then running away with the biggest mainstream animation award there is. i'd lose my fucking mind. peace and love and joy and jubilation on planet earth
this rules actually
idk if anyone cares but i can confirm that the entire country is also collectively losing their minds over this
oscar prize together with the golden globe are going to be displayed at the national art museum for everyone to see
gints has gotten several ‘person of the year’ awards from both the country and the capital city - which is also advertised on the streets
there’s a giant freaking poster on the parliament building
there’s a statue of the kitty right in the city centre
there’s limited edition envelopes and stamps sold
there’s kids books in every bookstore, toys, merch, puzzles, BOARD GAMES
there’s murals in the streets
there’s limited edition coffee - which added gold powder to it once the oscar award was announced
and everyone is offering to do this WILLINGLY (or cashing in on the success depending on how you look at it, but really we’re just excited as fuck)
this is NOT part of a major marketing scheme by the studio - none of this was around before/around the movies actual release
Jānis Tīdemanis (Latvian, 1897-1964) Meitene tautas tērpā (Girl in a Folk Costume), 1936. Oil on plywood 48 x 55 cm | 23 x 19 in. (Source: Latvian National Museum of Art, Riga)
Agate Tūna (Latvian, b. 1996, lives and works in Riga, Latvia), Techno-Spectre, 2023. (Source: Agate Tūna)
(ops forgot to post this yesterday)
happy winter solstice!☀️
Tas vārds, kas tavās acīs briest, Lai labāk paliek nesacīts. Es neizliekos. Paskaties, Kā gaiss pār manām rindām trīc.
Ik gadu sausāka kļūst sirds Un ugunsnedrošāka kļūst, Kā pērno sveķu kamols irds, Kas nokaltušā zarā rūs.
Pat vecā stumbrā tirpas skrien, Kad pārāk tuvu zibens plīst. .. Ja liesma lītu dzejā vien, Es nebaidītos — lai jau līst,
Lai svelmes ziedus rindās kar, Jo degšanā ir dzejas spēks, Bet kas to iepriekš zināt var, Cik tālu aizies ugunsgrēks?
Šis zibens piedugušais skats Par tevi baiļoties man liek — Ne vienmēr dedzinātājs pats No ugunsloka ārā tiek.
Vizma Belševica (1931-2005) no krājuma Gadu gredzeni (1969).
Dziesmiņa par Džordano Bruno
Pakur, pakur uguntiņu, labo vecenīt! Lai tā āda lobās, lai tie mati švirkst!
Tie nav mati – dvēselīte švirkstot taukos tek. Re, kā sadeg ķeceri! Re, kā viņi deg!
Pensijā jau garlaicīgi, zobi ārā krīt, Piemet, piemet žagariņu, labo vecenīt!
Piemet, piemet pagalīti, malku nežēlo! Gan jau atkal skolas bērni saskaldīs tev to.
Žagariņu, pagalīti – tā tā manta kūp... Bet: tādus vīrus katru dienu neredzēsi tu.
Griezies nu ap savu asi un ap sauli vēl! Varbūt ka pie pašām beigām kaut kā paliek žēl?
Nepaliek? Tad pagalīti piesviežu tūlīt! Lai tā āda lobās, lai tie mati švirkst.
Viduslaiki – bērnu dienas, āzītis balts tek. Redz, kā sadeg ķeceri! Redz kā viņi deg!
Māris Čaklais (1940-2003)
Inga Meldere (Latvian, b. 1979, lives and works in Helsinki), Procrastination, 2023. UV-print, acrylics and oil on canvas, 86 x 114 cm. (Source: Inga Meldere)
Radiation fog
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“Dvēseļu putenis” (Blizzard of Souls), a novel by Aleksandrs Grīns, 1934.
Lyrics
Dīzgon borgais rudiņs nuoca Solna kūkim lopys trauc Dīzgon osa izkapteite Vuorpys dzanūt teirumeņ' Zīma, zīma byus Zīma, zīma byus
Lai tys borgais rudiņs nuoca Jaunim ļaudim prīca nuoca Lobus mīžus nūpļuovuši Soldan' olu darejuši Kuozys, kuozys byus Kuozys, kuozys byus
Cep, māmeņa, meikstu maizi Aun, meitini, boltys kuojis Sedz, muoseņa, boltu gultu Jou deļ tevim tautys brauc Tautys, tautys brauc Tautys, tautys brauc
Lobū rūk kotrys ceļsit Gredzinteni puormaineisit Tāvam, muotei vedekleņa Maņ pošami ļaudoveņa Nu šuos dīnys byus Nu šuos dīnys byus
Meitiņ dūmoj prīca byus Niu tik tāva bāda byus Vēļ gadeņa nadzeivojse Jou iz rūku mozuleits Namīrs tev tik byus Namīrs tev tik byus
Pyrmā godā tautīts mani Tik iz rūku vīn auklēj' Ūtrejā, trešejā Nalaiž gultys maliņā Ai, voi, maliņā Ai, voi, maliņā
Kab as itū zynavuse Muotis kurpu naāvuse Muotis kurpis slydnys beja Īsleidēja tautiņuos Ai, voi, tautiņuos Ai, voi, tautiņuos
Tautiņuos – rogonuos Kai laipuoti īlaipovu Laipu lyku pī laipenis Izlaipuoti navarieju Ai, voi, navariej' Ai, voi, navariej'
Songwriters: Traditional / Kaspars Barbals / Lauma Bērza / Asnate Rancane / Martins Milevskis / Edgars Krūmiņš / Staņislavs Judins