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of Chinese ceramics greyish-green celadon told me Orientalists in dointernetnuyu era. I knew that the word has a nominal value, and somehow imagined smacked his lips bent sensualist in a long, curled wig of three parts, with the jacket cuffs, lapels for which you can hide A4 sheet, stockings and shoes with buckles.

... And Mars is high in battles bold,
And Celadon maudlin here,
And the young man still immature
You are cordially tribute.
Batiushkov


Francois Boucher's portrait of Madame de Pompadour, 1756

In general, through-aged character from a novel by the Rococo era, and to a Rococo my attitude a little tense. But Honore d'Yurfe managed to write a pastoral novel about the French pseudo-Romeo (shepherd Celadon) and Juliet (aster) V century before the Rococo, in 1627. Celadon was wearing his light-green ribbon, and, as explained I Orientalists, jabbing his finger at the Oriental vase era, it seems, the Qing, from here and went a European designation of this color. But before Celadon with a capital letters turn into a celadon inanimate, one must admit that d'Yurfe borrowed a name for your vysokorodnogo shepherd in Ovid in "Metamorphosis" which Keladonom name is a character who was killed by Perseus.



Hand makes a fortune, and Kelita and Clunie,
Mother of children of the same, differently wounded were:
Kelita pierced ash, heavy hand launched,
Lyadvei both at once, and clans teeth stuck
in the shaft, fell Keladon , that of Mendes ...
( Ovid, "Metamorphoses" book. 5 )

There are, however, the version that Celadon is the name of Saladin, who sent forty ceramic another sultan, or from the Sanskrit word "green stone "(sila and dhara).



But most importantly, celadon - the name of Chinese ceramics gray-green, light green, whitish-green (not light green after all) color or colors of the glaze (often with cracks). For the Chinese, this color is very important, because it is similar to the color of jade and jade (here disgracefully getting confused with all of jasper, jade showdowns, so call jade stone, know it all) - the color of the Jade Emperor, the Jade is the rod and so on., the most important stone for China. Ceramics of the quality and color appeared in Longquan County, Zhejiang Province in the era of the Jin (265-420), but got two funny names - 哥 ( ET ) and 弟 ( di ), ie, the "elder brother" and "younger brother" - in the era of the Southern Song (1127-1279). The Chronicles of retained even their names - Zhang and Zhang Shen'i Shen'er (Zhang, who was born first, and Zhang, who was born the second). Archaeologists have even found master's younger brother, and seladonovuyu pottery dug in Japan and Egypt. Ge did little incense and the type of bronze vases, Dee, for the most part utilitarian ware. Ge produced a thin enamel plum-green mosaic form Crazing and Dee - rovnenkoe coating color of jade, enter your celadon among the five most famous varieties of Chinese ceramics (ju, Chun, Guan, din, di), the era of Sung (960-1279).

When chinoiserie and Orientalism in general hit across Europe, pale-green was almost the most fashionable color for interior design, apparel and accessories. Here is a typical green Rococo:


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and caressing eyes light green is no longer leaves the interiors (and exteriors) - From Sanssouci to Tsarskoe Selo.

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The whole camp was asleep,

while I put caramel tales of past holidays. Tried use more unloved receptions storytellers, because in the Christmas stories of all should be sweet. Simply luscious, as befits the cold season, with whom, including the transition to light belatedly congratulate everyone who wishes on this subject.

Rosa e Negro

She loved pink. Many refer to pink with prejudice - say, vulgarity, girlish color that much to say about that Mark. Especially in flight. But it was the color of this clean, uplifting, and therefore it is in flight it is dressed in pink. And the more that it was necessary to fly though and near (to their parents in Finland), but under the same Christmas. It was terrifying: because horror what's going on at New Year in airports, much of the winter ... actually a nightmare! Still, she found a moment and - when the trees, dazed sudden thaw, winter Rain and swift frost vdeli already thin winter gloves fingers in the crystal ("My God, what cheap compare!" - she thought, but it was too late) when the streets are already unfriendly alien city anoint a smooth layer of ice, snow drifts as tall as five children were covered with creamy caramel crust, as Guriev porridge, and the two-legged povysypali from their homes and fled for gifts - hit the road. Already in Finland something purely on the streets! No rain fall in December, and the machine overnight, do not turn into candy.

airport to meet her as it should be - the bustle, the background hum of another's thoughts, the hustle and bad articulated in the language of advertisements, trying their hardest to sound like english. But she took all stoic and just dodges especially bulky suitcases with wrought iron angles. Around who just did not have: traveled to weary mothers busily crying babies, talkative people eagerly expounded in mobile phones unanswered details of the last five years of life, the elegant European businessmen, gently smiling, hurrying home to be honest through suffering in a cold country, Catholic Christmas, and the bewildered visitors from the southern edges of the amazing hats, seemed on the verge will seek solace a shaman's dance. In addition, taxi drivers swarmed around - good thieving peasants with views. Hurry, hurry, past, away! By the uprights KLM: sooner or later flight, even if the flight will carry!

So, watching and noticed, it goodbye with a heavy bag, who went on the conveyor belt somewhere in the bowels of the airport was boarding pass, got to the escalator and there allowed herself a favorite entertainment of all riding up - to consider opposing the stairs, riding down. And almost immediately I saw it.

course, he did not look at it. Clearly not in its rules have been curiously looking at anyone else - and certainly not on a collision riding on an escalator to meet. From a bored-negligent type was clear: not only the whole airport belonged to him, but perhaps together with the airport still hefty piece of the country - and that is why the case before him, neither one had, and he stared into some useless non-binding point. But she is a professional amateur rose immediately welcomed blacks, steel-gray and nearly white vidnevshegosya that had made its appearance in her complete opposite, and quickly figured how well would look at his background. She even turned around and made sure look like he stepped off the escalator - a lazy flowing movement that is not what it is, of course: almost broke his leg, entangled in the steps (always those combs! ..) and looking at him.



«I wonder what his inner content" - She thought with a suppressed chuckle, shuttling between shops duty free. Treasury statement, did not say - "the inner content." Yes there is and outside all perfectly clear: a snob, a loner, always at home. Why, I wonder this dude came in a strange city under the most inhospitable Christmas? Probably not related with the business. Perhaps he had some artistic projects. Maybe ... but then declared fit, and she went into the plane. Contrary to the expectations held they are not very long, and very soon the plane flew to Helsinki.

but did not reach: the same cyclone that of the unfriendly city to make scenery for the movie of the Snow Queen, and live trees turned into chandeliers, swooped down on the iron bird, stuffed with people, and plenty after playing it like a rattle, commanded not fall anywhere but in Paris. Well - at least in Paris, her pink was appropriate.

She leaned helplessly against the cold metal chair in the interim waiting room and began to wait. But what? And who? Suddenly, she realized the extraordinary power of his loneliness, and she felt terribly sorry for themselves - as stupid and offensive so get lost and be late for Christmas! After all, parents will worry, and the cyclone, as luck would have it just Molodetskie squared his shoulders and flexing muscles. Do not make them wait and anger at the black-and-steel: he, I suppose, has arrived in his inhospitable city-skating rink and now is sitting somewhere in the elegant cafe with a magazine Milano Finanza, or music books, or pencil and paper. Ah! .. it does not matter, it is better not to hound the soul.

He came up from behind and to one side and led her away. She immediately forgot about the cyclone, parents, Christmas and his ridiculous pink and went with him to some local cafes and elegant as if only this and waited life. It turned out that in the ice city, he found himself in the will of the same cyclone ("Look, - she thought, with the enthusiastic irony - it turns out, cyclones we still are beyond! "). With her pink nearly blinded him on the escalator, he even had to close my eyes, and because he remembered it ("Wow - she said, happily absorbing the quiche lorraine, - and I thought, he composed a cantata at this point or win a game of chess "). It turned out that he actually flew to New York, but by the will all of the same cyclone and gorgonoidnogo plexus airlines found himself in Paris, where, in fact, recognized her, yes, thanks all the same pink (yes if you were already Cursed be the pink - she cried to herself, - the last time I was in this color, let it and save my life! "). And so they are now drinking coffee, and generally ... Everything came together.

She really looked good against it, pure pink on black background dauntlessly and dangerous steel. So, on reflection, she told parents, that will fly to New York and really flew to New York - with him.

***

- imagine, I lost my favorite bag. Well, as passed ... the one that heavier in baggage, and second, favorite, just lost. How where? At Domodedovo, of course, you know what was going on there. What? Well, yes, pink! Pink Mandarina Duck on two wheels! But who well now it will ...

- Louis Vuitton Mr X was lost at the airport in M. Black. Medium-sized black suitcase. Mr X was flying from Tokyo to London ... Yes, the first class ... but because of the cyclone was forced to change the flight. What? Of course, this is critical. The contents should not cross the Atlantic, so as to soon as possible ...

***

the meantime, they sat at a long table: it is pink, black, he, brown bag, a shapeless bag, striped trunk, a long case with downhill skiing, old cello, and dozens of others. They celebrated Christmas carefree and freedom: no one could reach them, not wrapped in sticky cellophane not pressed his knee, panting, and shoving them into large rigid box. And how many are not able? That's it and it was fun.

probably why, when they finally found, their owners were not particularly swearing, and instead cheered up, too, and got acquainted. And so it happened that at that time of year when some residents non-existent country together go to the bath, non-obvious in a city that turned into this season in the Battle on the Ice, one of the companies, celebrating New Year's Eve, was surprisingly disparate. United them only one thing: how hard to keep everything in their bags. As if afraid that they will run away!

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for drawing huge Thanks mau , for bringing history to life - rukenau , for the idea - bags nextina , distan and all the rest escaped bags of all happy travelers.