Birou de traduceri

Stiti care e diferenta dintre o traducere autorizata si o traducere legalizata? Niste semnaturi si niste stampile in plus si aproape 40 de lei in minus. Oare merita sa dati banii astia? Nu se pune problema daca merita ci daca aveti nevoie de aceasta procedura notariala, daca vi se solicita in locul unde depuneti actele. Ce inseamna aceasta legalizare? Inseamna ca notarul autentifica semnatura si stampila traducatorului, adica spune ca traducatorul e traducator. Daca ai nevoie de o traducere legalizata ieftina si de calitate iti recomand biroul de traduceri din cladirea Spectrum. Sunt amabili, se misca repede iar treaba e facuta cu profesionalism.

Pineapple

The day that I painted the vegetables just below this, I went to the store to buy some more models to paint. I thought I'd make sure to get some fruits / vegetables with more features, protrusions, patterns, than the tomatoes and green chillies of the morning. So I bought the most fiendishly complicated fruit available, the pineapple, of all things!

Don't ask why it's about to take a nosedive - it's about turning the paper to make it fit; and about being left-handed. It would have looked better if I'd flipped the image vertically, but then the shadow would have been on top.

The pineapple was somewhat skinny and bedraggled, so I painted it that way. I keep having to go back and adding another layer of glaze, because I'm timid about the colours. So then I went overboard on the body of the pineapple, and made it much too orange. I tried to tone that down with a layer of sepia, and the whole thing melted into a blur. And of course, it's more of a symbol of a pineapple than the amazingly intricate thing itself. I enjoyed looking at all its patterns and folds, anyway.

A Journal Page

I started by just putting colours on the page. The next day I started fiddling with an old picture of myself - 1983, sigh - in Photoshop. When I was done I saw that the colours fitted well with my journal page. I fiddled some more with the page - with pen and some more watercolour washes, and glued on the picture.

Then I wrote a few things about that time in my life. I had passed the Foreign Service exam, and was waiting for my security clearance. I knew that I was going to begin a new life, but there was still time to appreciate the old one. It was a happy time for me.

Oh, and there's a not-very-flourishing ficus, from the coffe shop I visited today.

Loose

You know how sometimes, the harder you work on something, the worse it gets - stiff and lifeless at best? I did that, trying to paint an arrangement of poppies. I did them first in watercolours, then with watercolour pencil. At the end I looked back at my preliminary sketch - just a pencil scribble, over which I had washed a bit of colour - and I liked it best of all: