setembro 22, 2015
Pós-Graduação em Livro Infantil: nova edição
setembro 16, 2015
"the first time I saw susie..."
20,000 Days On Earth - 2014 (Nick Cave on the first time he saw his wife)
... or the most wonderful love at the first sight declaration:
The first time I
saw Susie was at the Victoria and Albert Museum in London. And when she
came walking in, all the things that I have obsessed over for all the
years, pictures of movie stars, Jenny Agutter in the billabong, Anita
Ekberg in the fountain … Miss World competitions, Marilyn Monroe and
Jennifer Jones and Bo Derek … Bolshoi ballerinas and Russian gymnasts …
the young girls at the Wangaratta pool lying on the hot concrete, all
the stuff I had heard and seen and read … all the continuing
never-ending drip-feed of erotic data … came together at that moment, in
one great big crash bang, and I was lost to her. And that was that.
setembro 14, 2015
wor(l)d
" How close up to the world can we get with our words?
How close to us can the world get with its words? "
Paul Matthews
img. emily hughes
How close to us can the world get with its words? "
Paul Matthews
img. emily hughes
julho 31, 2015
julho 21, 2015
julho 05, 2015
my other alice
"Look, can I ask you a question?
Sure.
What?
Are you happily married?
Or is that tactless?
No. Yes. Yes, I...
Gosh, I've been married
almost 16 years now.
years.
Oh. Well, that... that's great.
Yeah.
No, really.
- Well, a good marriage, it's a rare thing.
- Yeah.
Why did you get divorced?
Well, my wife and I,
we were both too opinionated.
She's... very brilliant.
Uh-huh. And attractive?
Yes.
- And very sexy.
- Uh-huh.
And when you're with her, do you...
...do you still have the urge to be with her?
- No.
- No?
No? You never have the urge to...
to grab her?
Like, you know, if the two of you
are in her office or something?
Or, I don't know, you know, just... throw
her down on the couch or something?
For old times' sake?
God, you are interesting."
"Alice" by Woody Allen (1990) - the circus scene (script extract).
junho 24, 2015
abrazo
"Oriol Vall, que se ocupa de los recién nacidos en un hospital de Barcelona, dice que el primer gesto humano es el abrazo.
Después de salir al mundo, al principio de sus días, los bebés manotean, como buscando a alguien.
Otros médicos, que se ocupan de los ya vividos, dicen que los viejos, al fin de sus días, mueren queriendo alzar los brazos. Y así es la cosa, por muchas vueltas que le demos al asunto, por muchas palabras que le pongamos.
A eso, así de simple, se reduce todo: entre dos aleteos, sin más explicación, transcurre el viaje."
"El viaje" . Galeano. by Calle 13
"El viaje" . Galeano. by Calle 13
junho 21, 2015
junho 18, 2015
maio 24, 2015
the world as a polka dot
Yayoi Kusama (b 1929) is the most important contemporary artist living in Japan today:
Alice in a polka dot world:
Alice in a polka dot world:
maio 15, 2015
maio 14, 2015
abril 27, 2015
( trust... )
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted
a time to kill and a time to heal
a time to break down and a time to build up
a time to weep, and a time to laugh
a time to mourn, and a time to dance
a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing
a time to seek, and a time to lose
a time to keep, and a time to cast away
a time to tear, and a time to sew
a time to keep silent, and a time to speak
a time to love, and a time to hate
a time for war, and a time for peace.
- Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
img. mandana sadat
abril 24, 2015
le livre d'artiste n'est pas un livre d'art
abril 16, 2015
março 30, 2015
março 08, 2015
para a tristeza...
“Decía mi abuela que cuando una mujer se sintiera triste lo mejor que
podía hacer era trenzarse el cabello; de esta manera el dolor quedaría
atrapado entre los cabellos y no podría llegar hasta el resto del
cuerpo; había que tener cuidado de que la tristeza no se metiera en los
ojos pues los harìa llover, tampoco era bueno dejarla entrar en nuestros
labios pues los obligaría a decir cosas que no eran ciertas, que no se
meta entre tus manos -me decía- porque puedes tostar de más el café o
dejar cruda la masa; y es que a la tristeza le gusta el sabor
amargo. Cuando te sientas triste niña, trénzate el cabello; atrapa el
dolor en la madeja y déjalo escapar cuando el viento del norte pegue
con fuerza.
Nuestro cabello es una red capaz de atraparlo todo, es fuerte como las raíces del ahuehuete y suave como la espuma del atole.
Que no te agarre desprevenida la melancolía mi niña, aun si tienes el corazón roto o los huesos fríos por alguna ausencia. No la dejes meterse en ti con tu cabello suelto, porque fluirá en cascada por los canales que la luna ha trazado entre tu cuerpo. Trenza tu tristeza, decía, siempre trenza tu tristeza…
Y mañana que despiertes con el canto del gorrión la encontrarás pálida y desvanecida entre el telar de tu cabello.”
"Trenzaré mi Tristeza", Paola Klug.
Nuestro cabello es una red capaz de atraparlo todo, es fuerte como las raíces del ahuehuete y suave como la espuma del atole.
Que no te agarre desprevenida la melancolía mi niña, aun si tienes el corazón roto o los huesos fríos por alguna ausencia. No la dejes meterse en ti con tu cabello suelto, porque fluirá en cascada por los canales que la luna ha trazado entre tu cuerpo. Trenza tu tristeza, decía, siempre trenza tu tristeza…
Y mañana que despiertes con el canto del gorrión la encontrarás pálida y desvanecida entre el telar de tu cabello.”
"Trenzaré mi Tristeza", Paola Klug.
março 04, 2015
to make everything you need a cloud.... or a flower
If you are a poet, you will see clearly
that there is a cloud floating in this sheet of paper.
Without a cloud, there will be no rain;
without rain, the trees cannot grow:
and without trees, we cannot make paper.
The cloud is essential for the paper to exist.
If the cloud is not here, the sheet of paper cannot
be here either.
-Thich Nhat Hanh -
To make a table you need wood,
to make wood you need a tree
to make a tree you need a seed,
to make a seed you need a fruit
to make a fruit you need a flower,
to make a table you need a flower.
To make a flower you need a branch,
to make a branch you need a tree
to make a tree you need a forest,
to make a forest you need a mountain
to make a mountain you need earth,
to make the earth you need a flower
to make everything you need a flower.
- Gianni Rodari -
março 03, 2015
fevereiro 15, 2015
mutazione silente
by Roberto Kusterle.
( Photographer, born in Italy, 1948. At the end of the 80's, his interest in photography begins, focusing in a research of the human representation in connection with nature around it. The images of the themes tackled tell us about a unique time where separations between dreams, reality, Men and animal melt down and uprise into a form of tight cohabitation thus transforming vital energy into ethic tension ).
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