Monday, March 29, 2021
ILLUSTRATION CONTEST The poet Mihai Eminescu, the LUCIFER of Romanian poetry". Roménia 2021
CONCURSO
DE ILUSTRAÇÃO O RAMO PRAHOVA DA UNIÃO DOS JORNALISTAS PROFISSIONAIS DA ROMÊNIA
organiza um CONCURSO DE ILUSTRAÇÃO.
1.
O tema "O poeta Mihai Eminescu, o LUCIFER da poesia romena".
2.
Tema secundário: Retrato de ION LUCA CARAGIALE
3.
As dimensões das obras e a técnica de realização ficam ao critério dos
artistas.
4.
O prazo para recebimento das obras é 15 de abril de 2021.
Os
participantes enviarão aos organizadores uma ou mais ilustrações inspiradas no
poema LUCIFER e no rosto do poeta. Vários prêmios serão concedidos.
Outras
informações podem ser obtidas no e-mail ionita_ploiesti@yahoo.ro
O
poema LUCIFER pode ser encontrado, traduzido em vários idiomas, no endereço… https://www.facebook.com/Mihai-Eminescu-Lucifer-101606345350039
Você
pode descobrir mais sobre Mihai Eminescu em ... https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mihai_Eminescu
ILLUSTRATION
CONTEST
THE
PRAHOVA BRANCH OF THE UNION OF PROFESSIONAL JOURNALISTS FROM ROMANIA organizes
on the occasion of the International Festival "Freedom and
Journalism" 2021, an ILLUSTRATION CONTEST.
1.
The theme "The poet Mihai Eminescu, the LUCIFER of Romanian poetry".
2.
Secondary theme: Portrait of ION LUCA CARAGIALE
3.
The dimensions of the works and the technique of realization are at the choice
of the artists.
4.
The deadline for receiving the works is April 15, 2021.
Participants
will send to the organizers one or more illustrations inspired by the poem
LUCIFER and the poet's face.
Numerous
prizes will be awarded.
Other
information can be obtained at the e-mail address ionita_ploiesti@yahoo.ro
The
poem LUCIFER can be found, translated into various languages, address…
https://www.facebook.com/Mihai-Eminescu-Lucifer-101606345350039
From 'neath the castle's dark retreat,
Her silent way she wended,
Each evening to the window seat
Where Lucifer attended.
And secretly, with never fail,
She watched his gracious pace,
Where vessels drew their pathless trail
Across the ocean's face.
"You are as handsome as in sleep
Can but a d[a]emon be;
Yet never shall I take and keep
The path you show to me."
Yet he no more, as yesterday,
Falls down into the sea;
"What dost thou care, o shape of clay,
If it is I or he?
You live accompanied by weal
In your all-narrow fold,
Whilst in my boundless world I feel
Both deathless and dead cold."
