{"id":7021,"date":"2021-02-04T11:20:26","date_gmt":"2021-02-04T08:20:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/?p=7021"},"modified":"2021-02-16T10:22:58","modified_gmt":"2021-02-16T07:22:58","slug":"mkc-kaleidoskopas-tai-ciurlionis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/mkc-kaleidoskopas-tai-ciurlionis\/","title":{"rendered":"MK\u010c Kaleidoskopas | Tai \u010ciurlionis"},"content":{"rendered":"

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#Tai\u010ciurlionis<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n

Kok\u012f paveiksl\u0105 kuria tavo vaizduot\u0117 i\u0161girdusi M.K. \u010ciurlionio vard\u0105?<\/strong><\/p>\n

I\u0161gird\u0119 pa\u017e\u012fstamo \u017emogaus vard\u0105 mes nesusim\u0105stydami mintyse sukuriame jo portret\u0105. Skaitydami knygas nutapome vaizduot\u0117je sutikt\u0173 persona\u017e\u0173 paveikslus, ne prastesnius nei juos \u012fsivaizdavo kurdamas ra\u0161ytojas.<\/p>\n

O \u0161tai kaip savo vyriausi\u0105j\u012f brol\u012f apib\u016bdina sugr\u012f\u017eusi \u012f vaikyst\u0119 Jadvyga \u010ciurlionyt\u0117, knygoje \u201eAtsiminimai apie M. K. \u010ciurlion\u012f\u201c (Kaunas, 1994).<\/p>\n

\u201eM\u016bs\u0173 brolis buvo vidutinio \u016bgio, stipraus sud\u0117jimo. Plaukai tank\u016bs, papur\u0119, ne per daug \u0161vies\u016bs, auksinio atspalvio, dailiai puo\u0161\u0117 jo galv\u0105. Jo akys buvo pilkai \u017ealsvos, i\u0161rai\u0161kingos, \u017evilgsnis tiesus, gilus ir reik\u0161mingas. Antakiai gana tank\u016bs ir \u0161iek tiek pasidav\u0119 \u012f priek\u012f. Kakta auk\u0161ta ir, kaip a\u0161 brol\u012f atsimenu, per vidur\u012f tarp aki\u0173, perskirta dviem vertikaliom rauk\u0161l\u0117m; jos kartais b\u016bdavo visai nepastebimo, o kartais darydavosi gilesn\u0117s. <...> Pagal to meto paprot\u012f  brolis augino \u016bsus \u2013 jie buvo gelsvi ir gana reti. Judesiai energingi, eisena tvirta ir grak\u0161ti. Brolis tur\u0117jo pla\u010dias, visada \u0161iltas, \u0161velnias, bet nervingas rankas. <...> Konstantinas tur\u0117jo lyg\u0173, \u0161veln\u0173 ir gana stipr\u0173 bals\u0105. Dainuodamas su broliais liaudies dainas \u2013 vesdavo pirmu balsu. Kalba jo buvo paprasta, bet rai\u0161ki ir vaizdinga. Kalb\u0117jo negreitai. Buvo gyvas, atviras, nuo\u0161irdus ir m\u0117go dalintis \u012fsp\u016bd\u017eiais. Tod\u0117l tur\u0117jo daug nuo\u0161ird\u017ei\u0173 draug\u0173, kurie j\u012f laik\u0117 autoritetu, nors jis pats niekad to nesiek\u0117.\u201c<\/p>\n

\"\"Po \u0161i\u0173 \u017eod\u017ei\u0173 kiekvienas i\u0161 J\u016bs\u0173 i\u0161vydote portret\u0105 \u0161iek tiek savaip, bet visi jie \u2013 \u010ciurlionio.<\/strong> B\u016btent tok\u012f \u2013 skubant\u012f \u012f choro repeticij\u0105 meninink\u0105 \u2013 J\u016bs b\u016btum\u0117te i\u0161vyd\u0119 siauroje Vilniaus senamies\u010dio gatvel\u0117je prie\u0161 daugiau nei \u0161imt\u0105 met\u0173.<\/p>\n

Ra\u0161ydama \u0161i\u0105 knyg\u0105 J. \u010ciurlionyt\u0117 mintimis gr\u012f\u017eta \u012f tas dienas, kai ji buvo ma\u017ea mergait\u0117, \u012f tuos vakarus, kai Kastukas skambindavo pirmuosius savo k\u016brinius, \u012f tas popietes, kai broliai ir seserys \u017eaisdavo savo sugalvotus \u017eaidimus. \u0160ios knygos d\u0117ka galime pab\u016bti \u010ciurlioni\u0173 \u0161eimoje ir kartu pa\u017einti \u010ciurlion\u012f tok\u012f \u2013 koks jis buvo savo \u0161eimos nariams.<\/p>\n

Taigi, norime pakviesti \u0161eimas ir jaunuosius m\u016bs\u0173 puslapio lankytojus<\/strong> ne tik pla\u010diau susipa\u017einti su M. K. \u010ciurlionio vaikyste, kuri jautriai ir \u0161iltai apra\u0161oma sesers Jadvygos \u010ciurlionyt\u0117s atsiminim\u0173 knygoje \u201eAtsiminimai apie M.K. \u010ciurlion\u012f\u201c, bet ir \u012fsitraukti \u012f \u010ciurlionio portreto k\u016bryb\u0105.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u29bf \u29bf \u29bf<\/p>\n

What picture does your imagination create after hearing M.K. \u010ciurlionis' name?<\/strong><\/p>\n

When we hear the name of a familiar person, we create a portrait of him without thinking. While reading a book, we paint portraits in our imagination of characters from the book not much inferior to what the writer imagined when creating them.<\/p>\n

And this is how Jadvyga \u010ciurlionyt\u0117, who in her imagintion returned to her childhood years, describes her older brother in the book \"Memories of M. K. \u010ciurlionis\" (Kaunas, 1994).<\/p>\n

\"Our brother was of medium height, strongly build. His hair was dense, fluffy, not too light, golden in color, beautifully adorning his head. His eyes were grey-green, expressive, his gaze straight, deep and meaningful. The eyebrows were quite dense and slightly forward. The forehead was high and, as I remember him, divided by two vertical wrinkles in the middle; sometimes they were completely invisible, and the other times more prominent. <...> According to the custom of the time, the brother grew a moustache - it was yellowish and quite sparse. His movements were energetic, the gait firm and graceful. Brother had wide, always warm and gentle, but nervous hands. <...> Konstantinas had a smooth, gentle, and quite strong voice. When singing folk songs with his brothers, he always led the first voice. His speech was simple but expressive and picturesque. He did not talk quickly. He was lively, open, sincere and loved to share his impressions. That's why he had a lot of sincere friends who considered him an authority, even though he himself never aspired that.\"<\/p>\n

After reading these words, each of you saw the portrait a little differently, but every portrait was \u010ciurlionis<\/strong>. This is exactly what you would have seen - an artist rushing to a choir rehearsal - in the narrow street of Vilnius Old Town more than a hundred years ago.<\/p>\n

While writing her book, J. \u010ciurlionyt\u0117 returned back in her thoughts to the days when she was a little girl, to the evenings when Kastukas played his first compositions on the piano, to the afternoons when her brothers and sisters played together their invented games. Thanks to this book, we can visit the \u010ciurlionis family and get to know \u010ciurlionis as he was in the eyes of his family members.<\/p>\n

Thus, we invite families and young visitors to our page<\/strong> not only to get acquainted with M. K. \u010ciurlionis' childhood, which is so sensitively and warmly described in the book of memoirs of sister Jadvyga \u010ciurlionyt\u0117 \"Memoirs about M.K. \u010ciurlionis\", but also to get involved in the creation of \u010ciurlionis' portrait.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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M\u016bs\u0173 veikl\u0105 taip pat galite sekti \/ Connect with us::<\/em><\/p>\n

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Kiti susij\u0119 straipsniai:<\/em><\/p>\n

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#Tai\u010ciurlionis Kok\u012f paveiksl\u0105 kuria tavo vaizduot\u0117 i\u0161girdusi M.K. \u010ciurlionio vard\u0105? I\u0161gird\u0119 pa\u017e\u012fstamo \u017emogaus vard\u0105 mes nesusim\u0105stydami mintyse sukuriame jo portret\u0105. Skaitydami knygas nutapome vaizduot\u0117je sutikt\u0173 persona\u017e\u0173 paveikslus, ne prastesnius nei juos \u012fsivaizdavo kurdamas ra\u0161ytojas. O \u0161tai kaip savo vyriausi\u0105j\u012f brol\u012f apib\u016bdina sugr\u012f\u017eusi \u012f vaikyst\u0119 Jadvyga \u010ciurlionyt\u0117, knygoje \u201eAtsiminimai apie M. K. \u010ciurlion\u012f\u201c (Kaunas, 1994). \u201eM\u016bs\u0173 brolis buvo vidutinio \u016bgio, stipraus Continue Reading<\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":7029,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7021","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-be-kategorijos","cat-1-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7021","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7021"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7021\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7129,"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7021\/revisions\/7129"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7029"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7021"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7021"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mkcnamai.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7021"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}