Trakai castle

Trakai 1 - Trakai 2-2
They were preparing for the big day. The last final one. It was a long time ago, when Kestutis has made the decision to make a new home, expressing his power and his greatness. A place that can give protection for the locals and for his family and his son.
It was one of his big dream, but sometimes turned to be a nightmare. It was destroyed so many times even after them. Them… Kestutis, Jogaila, Vytautas… Vytautas, who was already the ruler for seventeen years when they finally finished it. The big day! They finished that it would stand here forever, reserving the moment, the history, the reality. They finished it at the first time. They wrote 1409.
Sigismund! He brought in the renessance between the walls, made a lot of change, and for what? That later it could serve as a summer residence or a prison, Man! This building has seen so many nice years before. Soldiers, pleasants, love makers, romantic historical moments, and they just let it to fall apart.
Fall apart, that they could renovate again by the Imperial Russia just show the power! But at least it gained back the previous pride. People were interested, she could show her beauty, man loved her because her organised life, woman envied the shape of her body. She was georgeos once more, but the second big war came. Very sad time, a lot of suffering, death, blod… Better not to talk about it, you name it, she has seen it.
They were preparing for the big day. The last final one. It was a long time ago, when Kestutis has made the decision to make a new home, expressing his power and his greatness. A long time ago. 1961. Finally she was finished and got to be a tourist attraction with children, man and woman walking on her pavements, checking her walls, her historical memories… On every day, but she is proud, she can show what she got..
“They all love me!” She says and she is happy! “Look at that, this guy, he takes a picture at me and prepares an easel. Takes out some pencil and charcoal… I’m going to be recorded as an artistic subject! So exciting!” She talked to Peter, who just drawn her and enjoyed the company. It was 2014 and finally they met. She had to wait six hundred years for him, but it was worse it.

Copy of "Japanischer Tea garten" from "Lust am Zeichnen" magazine

Listen my friend! Is it from San Francisco?”Copy of Japanischer teagarten from Zeichnen magazine
“No! Lust um Zeichnen!”
“What? Where? I have no idea where it is…”
“It is not…”
“Nevermind! Forget it it’s beautiful. Even if it’s somewhere in Germany…”
“Ok, then Austria, Whatever! I like it. Lust von Wunderplatz. Fantastic. How you made the charcoal blent together, it really shows the awesomenes of a Japanese tea garden. Honestly it reminds me to San Francisco. You know the Golden Gate park…”
“No! Not really! I don’t know it. Never been there!” He was already smiling as he knew it’s impossible to stop his friend now. He is going to give a lecture and proudly shows his knowledge. But just let him to speak, in this way in the end it’s going to be even a bigger fun to tell him what it is all about. You climb higher bigger chance to fall. He could have avoid it letting him to finish the explanaition of the drawing. But not! So, here we are.
“So, yes. I have been there a couple of years ago, when I did that roadtrip in the USA. It was awesome. On the fifth or sixth day we went to San Francisco, checking the bridge, and the city, and of course the park. If you wouldn’t say it’s from somewhere else, I would be really sure this drawing is about the oldest Japanese garden in the states. Three acres with sculptures, objects, plants all over, just beautiful, I’m telling you! Some Japanese guy made it in the end of the XIX century. He knew what he was doing, of course, he was Japanese. There are lot of things in it, pagoda, tea house, bridge, trees, water, rocks, whatever you just wish, and of course everything is in harmony. Just great, really great. And my friend you nailed it very much. Even that it’s in black and white and charcoal, it’s giving back the feeling what I had there. It calls back the memories. What did you say, where is it exactly? Loft in Hof, Shosch, Gosh, Bosch?”
“Lust um Zeichnen!”
“Ah yes, that one!”
“Aham… Yes, that one… My God! Man! It’s the title of a german magazine about drawings. I just copied it from one of their issue. Very simple, just followed the steps. They didn’t write if it’s from San Francisco or not, but honestly I don’t care at all, I just made it. Good practice!”
“Yes… Lust um San Francisco then!” He laughed, slapped his friend’s back and drunk their cup of tea. The feeling was already there.

Lust um Zeichnen