Friday 31 December 2010
2010/2011?
Life is continuous. There are no years, no months, no days, no hours... Time will pass one way or the other. This day is just an invention to make us feel like we have the opportunity of starting over and over again. So, keep it going and be thankful for life every day!
Monday 20 December 2010
Sunday 19 December 2010
Saturday 18 December 2010
Obituaries: Alighiero e Boetti
Alighiero e Boetti, 53, an Artist Who Mixed Disparate Elements
By ROBERTA SMITH
Published: April 26, 1994 in the New York Times
Alighiero e Boetti, an Italian Conceptual artist who saw his work as a collaboration between different people, cultures and disciplines, died on Sunday at his home in Rome. He was 53.
The cause was brain cancer, said Gianenzo Sperone, whose gallery in Rome represented the artist for most of his career.
Mr. Boetti was born in Turin in 1940. Largely self-educated as an artist, Mr. Boetti had his first solo exhibition in Turin in 1966 and was briefly associated with the Arte Povera movement. Drawn to nontraditional techniques, he soon evolved a more poetic, idiosyncratic vision that brought together such unlikely elements as geography and embroidery, or made extensive use of the common ballpoint pen. After traveling to Afghanistan in 1970, he began having local craftsmen translate various motifs, including big, patchwork-like world maps and invented aphorisms, into dense, embroidered surfaces and, later, into kilim rugs. Collaborative artworks so appealed to him that he took "e," the Italian word for and, as his middle name to suggest two people. A List of Rivers his most ambitious project, a version of which was recently acquired by the Museum of Modern Art, is a large embroidered piece titled "The First Thousand Rivers of the World." In characteristically blocky letters, this work spells the names of the world's 1,000 longest rivers in descending order of length. It is based on a list that required more than seven years of research by Mr. Boetti and his first wife, Anne Marie Sauzeau, an art critic, and that is known to many scientists as the Boetti List.
Mr. Boetti, who had his first New York solo show at the John Weber Gallery in SoHo in 1973, showed his work throughout Europe and is represented in public collections around the world. A large exhibition of his work is planned by the Dia Center for the Arts in Chelsea for October.
He is survived by his wife, Caterina; two sons, Giordano and Matteo, both of Rome, and a daughter, Agata, of Paris.
By ROBERTA SMITH
Published: April 26, 1994 in the New York Times
Alighiero e Boetti, an Italian Conceptual artist who saw his work as a collaboration between different people, cultures and disciplines, died on Sunday at his home in Rome. He was 53.
The cause was brain cancer, said Gianenzo Sperone, whose gallery in Rome represented the artist for most of his career.
Mr. Boetti was born in Turin in 1940. Largely self-educated as an artist, Mr. Boetti had his first solo exhibition in Turin in 1966 and was briefly associated with the Arte Povera movement. Drawn to nontraditional techniques, he soon evolved a more poetic, idiosyncratic vision that brought together such unlikely elements as geography and embroidery, or made extensive use of the common ballpoint pen. After traveling to Afghanistan in 1970, he began having local craftsmen translate various motifs, including big, patchwork-like world maps and invented aphorisms, into dense, embroidered surfaces and, later, into kilim rugs. Collaborative artworks so appealed to him that he took "e," the Italian word for and, as his middle name to suggest two people. A List of Rivers his most ambitious project, a version of which was recently acquired by the Museum of Modern Art, is a large embroidered piece titled "The First Thousand Rivers of the World." In characteristically blocky letters, this work spells the names of the world's 1,000 longest rivers in descending order of length. It is based on a list that required more than seven years of research by Mr. Boetti and his first wife, Anne Marie Sauzeau, an art critic, and that is known to many scientists as the Boetti List.
Mr. Boetti, who had his first New York solo show at the John Weber Gallery in SoHo in 1973, showed his work throughout Europe and is represented in public collections around the world. A large exhibition of his work is planned by the Dia Center for the Arts in Chelsea for October.
He is survived by his wife, Caterina; two sons, Giordano and Matteo, both of Rome, and a daughter, Agata, of Paris.
Poemas de Pessoa 8
Álvaro de Campos
Acaso
No acaso da rua o acaso da rapariga loira.
Mas não, não é aquela.
A outra era noutra rua, noutra cidade, e eu era outro.
Perco-me subitamente da visão imediata,
Estou outra vez na outra cidade, na outra rua,
E a outra rapariga passa.
Que grande vantagem o recordar intransigentemente!
Agora tenho pena de nunca mais ter visto a outra rapariga,
E tenho pena de afinal nem sequer ter olhado para esta.
Que grande vantagem trazer a alma virada do avesso!
Ao menos escrevem-se versos.
Escrevem-se versos, passa-se por doido, e depois por gênio, se calhar,
Se calhar, ou até sem calhar,
Maravilha das celebridades!
Ia eu dizendo que ao menos escrevem-se versos...
Mas isto era a respeito de uma rapariga,
De uma rapariga loira,
Mas qual delas?
Havia uma que vi há muito tempo numa outra cidade,
Numa outra espécie de rua;
E houve esta que vi há muito tempo numa outra cidade
Numa outra espécie de rua;
Por que todas as recordações são a mesma recordação,
Tudo que foi é a mesma morte,
Ontem, hoje, quem sabe se até amanhã?
Um transeunte olha para mim com uma estranheza ocasional.
Estaria eu a fazer versos em gestos e caretas?
Pode ser... A rapariga loira?
É a mesma afinal...
Tudo é o mesmo afinal ...
Só eu, de qualquer modo, não sou o mesmo, e isto é o mesmo também afinal.
Acaso
No acaso da rua o acaso da rapariga loira.
Mas não, não é aquela.
A outra era noutra rua, noutra cidade, e eu era outro.
Perco-me subitamente da visão imediata,
Estou outra vez na outra cidade, na outra rua,
E a outra rapariga passa.
Que grande vantagem o recordar intransigentemente!
Agora tenho pena de nunca mais ter visto a outra rapariga,
E tenho pena de afinal nem sequer ter olhado para esta.
Que grande vantagem trazer a alma virada do avesso!
Ao menos escrevem-se versos.
Escrevem-se versos, passa-se por doido, e depois por gênio, se calhar,
Se calhar, ou até sem calhar,
Maravilha das celebridades!
Ia eu dizendo que ao menos escrevem-se versos...
Mas isto era a respeito de uma rapariga,
De uma rapariga loira,
Mas qual delas?
Havia uma que vi há muito tempo numa outra cidade,
Numa outra espécie de rua;
E houve esta que vi há muito tempo numa outra cidade
Numa outra espécie de rua;
Por que todas as recordações são a mesma recordação,
Tudo que foi é a mesma morte,
Ontem, hoje, quem sabe se até amanhã?
Um transeunte olha para mim com uma estranheza ocasional.
Estaria eu a fazer versos em gestos e caretas?
Pode ser... A rapariga loira?
É a mesma afinal...
Tudo é o mesmo afinal ...
Só eu, de qualquer modo, não sou o mesmo, e isto é o mesmo também afinal.
Friday 17 December 2010
Tuesday 14 December 2010
Saturday 11 December 2010
Spooky House Sounds & Noises Explained
Why Your House Probably Isn't Haunted
by C. Jeanne Heida
Are those spooky sounds and noises heard in your house at night the work of ghosts and other spectral visitors? While you and your family might think your house is haunted, it's much more likely that those spooky
ooky sounds and noises have a very earthly explanation behind him.
All houses make noises of some kind or another. Duct work expands and contract loudly, pipes may sing, and even the wood inside the framework of the building may groan as it shrinks. Older houses seem to make more noise than newer homes, which is probably a result of minimal insulation. Without insulation, noises in an old house are amplified to where it sounds much worse than it really is.
If your house has strange sounds and noises that have got you a little spooked, this little guide should set your mind at ease.
Mystery footsteps heard upstairs. Running footsteps is one of the more common of the spooky house sounds and noises many people hear. But, instead of a ghost running around upstairs, it's more likely that a squirrel, rat, possum, or raccoon is running on the roof or the attic floor. The thud of their footsteps is amplified in the pitched cavity of the roof, and makes the soft padding of their feet sound almost human like. To prevent animals from entering the attic, check the second story soffits and eaves for access points and seal them shut with wire mesh.
Scratching sounds. Scritchity, scratchy sounds are usually one of two things; either a branch that is blowing up against the house, or a small animal scratching away behind the plaster of the walls. Again, the hollow space behind the plaster amplifies the noise and makes it much worse than it really is. To stop these noises, prune shrubs and trees away from the house, and set traps in the attic to catch the mice.
Squeaky hinges and slamming doors. Old, poorly insulated houses are naturally drafty and the slightest change of air pressure can open a door or slam it shut. Adding insulation to the house and sealing the drafts can prevent doors from opening and shutting on their own. A little WD-40 can take care of those squeaking hinges as well.
Loud groans are usually nothing more than the timbers inside the framework of the house shrinking and contracting with the fluctuating temperatures and humidity levels.
Clanging chains. As air passes through the duct work in your home, it can cause loose sections of ductwork and the registers to rattle a bit. This rattling noise bounces around the ductwork to sound like chains clanging
and rattling away. While you can't do much about the ductwork, you can check the condition of the registers and tighten up the ones that are loose.
Oooooooo noises. The wind passing over chimneys and around loose windows make a terrible "Oooooooo" noise which sounds quite frightening....until you remember that it's the same kind of noise made when blowing over the top of pop bottles. When the wind passes over the chimney or through small cracks, it makes that low whistle sound whcih sounds much spookier than it really is. To prevent those Ooooooo sounds, close the fireplace damper at night and check the window and door jams for air leaks.
Knocking noises. Ductwork is also the chief culprit for the knocking noises you may hear in your house. As warm air hits the cold ductwork, the expanding sheet metal makes a series of noises that sound like rapid knocking such as what you might hear on a door. The knocking stops after 10 seconds, and may resume once the furnace kicks off and the ductwork starts to cool.
Loud thuds are usually caused by something falling to the floor, having been pushed over not by a ghost, but by a strong draft instead. Thuds also happen when branches drop on the roof of a house or a large animal (such as a cat or coon) leaps from a tree to the roof of your home.
Humming walls. Old houses seem to be particularly susceptible to this, especially older homes with single pane window windows, poor insulation and plaster walls. The humming that is heard in the walls is not a singing spook, but the sound vibrations caused by a car stereo. These low level vibrations can rattle the walls and windows and create a mystical sounding humming noise that can be a bit unsettling. There's nothing that can be done about stereo noise except to ask the neighbor's teenager to pipe it down.
As ooky, spooky as these noises sound, in most cases it's really nothing to worry about. Old houses tend to make all sorts of strange noises that may sound like dead people wandering around, but are really nothing
more than the house shifting and groaning on its own.
by C. Jeanne Heida
Are those spooky sounds and noises heard in your house at night the work of ghosts and other spectral visitors? While you and your family might think your house is haunted, it's much more likely that those spooky
ooky sounds and noises have a very earthly explanation behind him.
All houses make noises of some kind or another. Duct work expands and contract loudly, pipes may sing, and even the wood inside the framework of the building may groan as it shrinks. Older houses seem to make more noise than newer homes, which is probably a result of minimal insulation. Without insulation, noises in an old house are amplified to where it sounds much worse than it really is.
If your house has strange sounds and noises that have got you a little spooked, this little guide should set your mind at ease.
Mystery footsteps heard upstairs. Running footsteps is one of the more common of the spooky house sounds and noises many people hear. But, instead of a ghost running around upstairs, it's more likely that a squirrel, rat, possum, or raccoon is running on the roof or the attic floor. The thud of their footsteps is amplified in the pitched cavity of the roof, and makes the soft padding of their feet sound almost human like. To prevent animals from entering the attic, check the second story soffits and eaves for access points and seal them shut with wire mesh.
Scratching sounds. Scritchity, scratchy sounds are usually one of two things; either a branch that is blowing up against the house, or a small animal scratching away behind the plaster of the walls. Again, the hollow space behind the plaster amplifies the noise and makes it much worse than it really is. To stop these noises, prune shrubs and trees away from the house, and set traps in the attic to catch the mice.
Squeaky hinges and slamming doors. Old, poorly insulated houses are naturally drafty and the slightest change of air pressure can open a door or slam it shut. Adding insulation to the house and sealing the drafts can prevent doors from opening and shutting on their own. A little WD-40 can take care of those squeaking hinges as well.
Loud groans are usually nothing more than the timbers inside the framework of the house shrinking and contracting with the fluctuating temperatures and humidity levels.
Clanging chains. As air passes through the duct work in your home, it can cause loose sections of ductwork and the registers to rattle a bit. This rattling noise bounces around the ductwork to sound like chains clanging
and rattling away. While you can't do much about the ductwork, you can check the condition of the registers and tighten up the ones that are loose.
Oooooooo noises. The wind passing over chimneys and around loose windows make a terrible "Oooooooo" noise which sounds quite frightening....until you remember that it's the same kind of noise made when blowing over the top of pop bottles. When the wind passes over the chimney or through small cracks, it makes that low whistle sound whcih sounds much spookier than it really is. To prevent those Ooooooo sounds, close the fireplace damper at night and check the window and door jams for air leaks.
Knocking noises. Ductwork is also the chief culprit for the knocking noises you may hear in your house. As warm air hits the cold ductwork, the expanding sheet metal makes a series of noises that sound like rapid knocking such as what you might hear on a door. The knocking stops after 10 seconds, and may resume once the furnace kicks off and the ductwork starts to cool.
Loud thuds are usually caused by something falling to the floor, having been pushed over not by a ghost, but by a strong draft instead. Thuds also happen when branches drop on the roof of a house or a large animal (such as a cat or coon) leaps from a tree to the roof of your home.
Humming walls. Old houses seem to be particularly susceptible to this, especially older homes with single pane window windows, poor insulation and plaster walls. The humming that is heard in the walls is not a singing spook, but the sound vibrations caused by a car stereo. These low level vibrations can rattle the walls and windows and create a mystical sounding humming noise that can be a bit unsettling. There's nothing that can be done about stereo noise except to ask the neighbor's teenager to pipe it down.
As ooky, spooky as these noises sound, in most cases it's really nothing to worry about. Old houses tend to make all sorts of strange noises that may sound like dead people wandering around, but are really nothing
more than the house shifting and groaning on its own.
Research Quotes XVIII
If I should go before the rest of you
Break not a flower nor inscribe a stone,
Nor when I’m gone speak in a Sunday voice
But be the usual selves that I have known.
Weep if you must,
Parting is hell,
But life goes on,
So sing as well.
Joyce Greenfeld, Joyce: by Herself and Her Friends
Break not a flower nor inscribe a stone,
Nor when I’m gone speak in a Sunday voice
But be the usual selves that I have known.
Weep if you must,
Parting is hell,
But life goes on,
So sing as well.
Joyce Greenfeld, Joyce: by Herself and Her Friends
Friday 10 December 2010
Sabedoria - seu nome é Clarice Lispector I
Até cortar os próprios defeitos pode ser perigoso. Nunca se sabe qual é o defeito que sustenta nosso edifício inteiro.
Wednesday 8 December 2010
Monday 6 December 2010
Bye Bye to the Basement Life!
In the past few days we have been moving...
...it was hard, but now I'm back!
...it was hard, but now I'm back!
Thursday 2 December 2010
L's Agenda November 2010
Exhibitions:
Fiona Banner. Duveen Comission – Tate Britain, London
Bernd and Hilla Becher. Water Towers – Sonnabend, New York
Louise Bourgeois – Hauser & Wirth, London
Louise Bourgeois and Tracy Emin. Do Not Abandon Me. A Collaboration – Carolina Nitsch Project Room, New York
Pavel Buchler – Max Wigram, London
Yoan Capote. Mental States – Jack Shainman Gallery, New York
Mat Collishaw – Blain/Southern Gallery, London
John Currin: New Paintings – Gagosian Gallery, New York
Jimmie Durham. Arts, media and sports – Sprovieri, London
Angus Fairhurst – Sadie Coles, London
Peter Hujar. Thek’s studio 1967 – Alexander and Bonin, New York
Inagural Show – CRG Gallery, New York
Leon Kossoff – Annely Juda, London
Christian Marclay – White Cube, London (incomplete)
Brice Marden. Paintings 1961-1964 – Matthew Marks Gallery, New York
Ana Mendieta: Documentation and Artwork, 1972-1985 – Galerie Lelong, New York
Nasreen Mohamedi – Modern Art, London
Peggy Preheim. the end (final cut) – Tanya Bonakdar Gallery, New York
Alan Reid – Lisa Cooley, New York
Ugo Rondinone - Gladstone Gallery, New York
Tomas Saraceno - Tanya Bonakdar Gallery, New York
Bojan Šarčević – Modern Art, London
Peter Schoolwerh. Portraits of Paintings – Miguel Abreu Gallery, New York
Collier Schorr – 303 Gallery, New York
Gedi Sibony – Greene Naftali, New York
Mickey Smith. Believe You Me – Invisible-Exports, New York
Hiroshi Sugimoto. The day after – Pace, New York
Paul Thek – Whitney Museum, New York
Paul Thek – Alexander and Bonin, New York
Rirkrit Tiravanija – Pilar Corrias, London
Turner Prize – Tate Britain, London
James Turrell – Gagosian, London
Kelley Walker – Thomas Dane, London
Rachel Whiteread. Drawings – Tate Britain, London
Robert Wilson – Paula Cooper Gallery, New York
Erwin Wurm. gulp – Lehmann Maupin, New York
Robert Yaber. Irrational Exuberance – Sonnabend, new York
New York Artist’s Book Fair
EAB Print and Artist’s Book Fair
Films:
Couples Retreat (2009). Peter Billingsley. With Jason Bateman, Vince Vaughn and Kristen Bell.
Get Low (2009). Aaron Schneider. With Robert Duvall, Sissy Spacek and Bill Murray
Grown Ups (2010). Dennis Dugan. With Adam Sandler, Chris Rock and Steve Buscemi.
Invictus (2009). Clint Eastwood. With Morgan Freeman and Matt Damon.
The Joneses (2009). Derrick Borte. With Demi Moore and David Duchovny.
Old Dogs (2009). Walt Becker. With John Travolta and Robin Williams (so bad I watched it in fast-forward)
Paranormal Activity (2007). Oren Peli. With Katie Featherson and Micah Sloat.
Pure (2002). Alison Hume. With Molly Parker, Harry Eden and Keira Knightley
Snowbeast (1977). Herb Wallerstein. With Bo Svenson and Robert Logan (part of the Barbican’s Bad Film Club).
Teorema (1968) Pier Paolo Pasolini. With Laura Betti and Massimo Girotti.
Dance:
Gezeiten – BAM, New York
To The Ones I Love, Compagnie Thor – Barbican, London
Series:
Brothers and Sisters – series 1
Fiona Banner. Duveen Comission – Tate Britain, London
Bernd and Hilla Becher. Water Towers – Sonnabend, New York
Louise Bourgeois – Hauser & Wirth, London
Louise Bourgeois and Tracy Emin. Do Not Abandon Me. A Collaboration – Carolina Nitsch Project Room, New York
Pavel Buchler – Max Wigram, London
Yoan Capote. Mental States – Jack Shainman Gallery, New York
Mat Collishaw – Blain/Southern Gallery, London
John Currin: New Paintings – Gagosian Gallery, New York
Jimmie Durham. Arts, media and sports – Sprovieri, London
Angus Fairhurst – Sadie Coles, London
Peter Hujar. Thek’s studio 1967 – Alexander and Bonin, New York
Inagural Show – CRG Gallery, New York
Leon Kossoff – Annely Juda, London
Christian Marclay – White Cube, London (incomplete)
Brice Marden. Paintings 1961-1964 – Matthew Marks Gallery, New York
Ana Mendieta: Documentation and Artwork, 1972-1985 – Galerie Lelong, New York
Nasreen Mohamedi – Modern Art, London
Peggy Preheim. the end (final cut) – Tanya Bonakdar Gallery, New York
Alan Reid – Lisa Cooley, New York
Ugo Rondinone - Gladstone Gallery, New York
Tomas Saraceno - Tanya Bonakdar Gallery, New York
Bojan Šarčević – Modern Art, London
Peter Schoolwerh. Portraits of Paintings – Miguel Abreu Gallery, New York
Collier Schorr – 303 Gallery, New York
Gedi Sibony – Greene Naftali, New York
Mickey Smith. Believe You Me – Invisible-Exports, New York
Hiroshi Sugimoto. The day after – Pace, New York
Paul Thek – Whitney Museum, New York
Paul Thek – Alexander and Bonin, New York
Rirkrit Tiravanija – Pilar Corrias, London
Turner Prize – Tate Britain, London
James Turrell – Gagosian, London
Kelley Walker – Thomas Dane, London
Rachel Whiteread. Drawings – Tate Britain, London
Robert Wilson – Paula Cooper Gallery, New York
Erwin Wurm. gulp – Lehmann Maupin, New York
Robert Yaber. Irrational Exuberance – Sonnabend, new York
New York Artist’s Book Fair
EAB Print and Artist’s Book Fair
Films:
Couples Retreat (2009). Peter Billingsley. With Jason Bateman, Vince Vaughn and Kristen Bell.
Get Low (2009). Aaron Schneider. With Robert Duvall, Sissy Spacek and Bill Murray
Grown Ups (2010). Dennis Dugan. With Adam Sandler, Chris Rock and Steve Buscemi.
Invictus (2009). Clint Eastwood. With Morgan Freeman and Matt Damon.
The Joneses (2009). Derrick Borte. With Demi Moore and David Duchovny.
Old Dogs (2009). Walt Becker. With John Travolta and Robin Williams (so bad I watched it in fast-forward)
Paranormal Activity (2007). Oren Peli. With Katie Featherson and Micah Sloat.
Pure (2002). Alison Hume. With Molly Parker, Harry Eden and Keira Knightley
Snowbeast (1977). Herb Wallerstein. With Bo Svenson and Robert Logan (part of the Barbican’s Bad Film Club).
Teorema (1968) Pier Paolo Pasolini. With Laura Betti and Massimo Girotti.
Dance:
Gezeiten – BAM, New York
To The Ones I Love, Compagnie Thor – Barbican, London
Series:
Brothers and Sisters – series 1
Tuesday 30 November 2010
The Metro Cable of San Agustin
This short film documents a new and revolutionary approach to urban planning. Located within one of Caracas, Venezuela's largest and least accessible barrios, the new cable car system is integrated within the Metro System of Caracas. Designed by Urban-Think Tank, the Metro Cable of San Agustin is 2.1 km in length and employs gondolas holding 8 passengers each. The Metro Cable’s capacity allows for the movement of 1,200 people per hour in each direction.
The design was conceived by Urban-Think Tank in collaboration with community residents, local leaders, and international experts. Additionally, each cable car station will possess different social and cultural services such as low-cost housing, a gymnasium, public space ,a supermarket, and a day care center. This project is predicated upon public transportation but strives to holistically bolster the foundations of San Agustin.
The design was conceived by Urban-Think Tank in collaboration with community residents, local leaders, and international experts. Additionally, each cable car station will possess different social and cultural services such as low-cost housing, a gymnasium, public space ,a supermarket, and a day care center. This project is predicated upon public transportation but strives to holistically bolster the foundations of San Agustin.
The Metro Cable of San Agustin from Urban-Think Tank on Vimeo.
Great take on Beckett's Waiting for Godot
Paul Chan's Waiting for Godot in New Orleans
http://www.creativetime.org/programs/archive/2007/chan/travel.html
http://www.creativetime.org/programs/archive/2007/chan/travel.html
Monday 29 November 2010
Tell me London what's wrong with your fruits and veggies?
Papaya's are supposed to be ORANGE:
Not YELLOW:
Not YELLOW:
Saturday 27 November 2010
No Yeast Allowed
The Chex Mix I brought from NY has just finished...
- I kept saying to myself, when this package is over I will commit 100% to my new 'no yeast' diet! I have no more excuses now, what a bitter-sweet moment this is!
Friday 26 November 2010
Poemas de Pessoa 7
Álvaro de Campos
A Casa Branca Nau Preta
Estou reclinado na poltrona, é tarde, o Verão apagou-se...
Nem sonho, nem cismo, um torpor alastra em meu cérebro...
Não existe manhã para o meu torpor nesta hora...
Ontem foi um mau sonho que alguém teve por mim...
Há uma interrupção lateral na minha consciência...
Continuam encostadas as portas da janela desta tarde
Apesar de as janelas estarem abertas de par em par...
Sigo sem atenção as minhas sensações sem nexo,
E a personalidade que tenho está entre o corpo e a alma...
Quem dera que houvessejavascript:void(0)
Um terceiro estado pra alma, se ela tiver só dois...
Um quarto estado pra alma, se são três os que ela tem...
A impossibilidade de tudo quanto eu nem chego a sonhar
Dói-me por detrás das costas da minha consciência de sentir...
As naus seguiram,
Seguiram viagem não sei em que dia escondido,
E a rota que devem seguir estava escrita nos ritmos,
Os ritmos perdidos das canções mortas do marinheiro de sonho...
Árvores paradas da quinta, vistas através da janela,
Árvores estranhas a mim a um ponto inconcebível à consciência de as estar vendo,
Árvores iguais todas a não serem mais que eu vê-las,
Não poder eu fazer qualquer coisa gênero haver árvores que deixasse de doer,
Não poder eu coexistir para o lado de lá com estar-vos vendo do lado de cá.
E poder levantar-me desta poltrona deixando os sonhos no chão...
Que sonhos? ... Eu não sei se sonhei ... Que naus partiram, para onde?
Tive essa impressão sem nexo porque no quadro fronteira
Naus partem - naus não, barcos, mas as naus estão em mim,
E é sempre melhor o impreciso que embala do que o certo que basta,
Porque o que basta acaba onde basta, e onde acaba não basta,
E nada que se pareça com isto devia ser o sentido da vida...
Quem pôs as formas das árvores dentro da existência das árvores?
Quem deu frondoso a arvoredos, e me deixou por verdecer?
Onde tenho o meu pensamento que me dói estar sem ele,
Sentir sem auxílio de poder para quando quiser, e o mar alto
E a última viagem, sempre para lá, das naus a subir...
Não há, substância de pensamento na matéria de alma com que penso ...
Há só janelas abertas de par em par encostadas por causa do calor que já não faz,
E o quintal cheio de luz sem luz agora ainda-agora, e eu.
Na vidraça aberta, fronteira ao ângulo com que o meu olhar a colhe
A casa branca distante onde mora... Fecho o olhar...
E os meus olhos fitos na casa branca sem a ver
São outros olhos vendo sem estar fitos nela a nau que se afasta.
E eu, parado, mole, adormecido,
Tenho o mar embalando-me e sofro...
Aos próprios palácios distantes a nau que penso não leva.
As escadas dando sobre o mar inatingível ela não alberga.
Aos jardins maravilhosos nas ilhas inexplícitas não deixa.
Tudo perde o sentido com que o abrigo em meu pórtico
E o mar entra por os meus olhos o pórtico cessando.
Caia a noite, não caia a noite, que importa a candeia
Por acender nas casas que não vejo na encosta e eu lá?
Úmida sombra nos sons do tanque noturna sem lua, as rãs rangem,
Coaxar tarde no vale, porque tudo é vale onde o som dói.
Milagre do aparecimento da Senhora das Angústias aos loucos,
Maravilha do enegrecimento do punhal tirado para os atos,
Os olhos fechados, a cabeça pendida contra a coluna certa,
E o mundo para além dos vitrais paisagem sem ruínas...
A casa branca nau preta...
Felicidade na Austrália...
A Casa Branca Nau Preta
Estou reclinado na poltrona, é tarde, o Verão apagou-se...
Nem sonho, nem cismo, um torpor alastra em meu cérebro...
Não existe manhã para o meu torpor nesta hora...
Ontem foi um mau sonho que alguém teve por mim...
Há uma interrupção lateral na minha consciência...
Continuam encostadas as portas da janela desta tarde
Apesar de as janelas estarem abertas de par em par...
Sigo sem atenção as minhas sensações sem nexo,
E a personalidade que tenho está entre o corpo e a alma...
Quem dera que houvessejavascript:void(0)
Um terceiro estado pra alma, se ela tiver só dois...
Um quarto estado pra alma, se são três os que ela tem...
A impossibilidade de tudo quanto eu nem chego a sonhar
Dói-me por detrás das costas da minha consciência de sentir...
As naus seguiram,
Seguiram viagem não sei em que dia escondido,
E a rota que devem seguir estava escrita nos ritmos,
Os ritmos perdidos das canções mortas do marinheiro de sonho...
Árvores paradas da quinta, vistas através da janela,
Árvores estranhas a mim a um ponto inconcebível à consciência de as estar vendo,
Árvores iguais todas a não serem mais que eu vê-las,
Não poder eu fazer qualquer coisa gênero haver árvores que deixasse de doer,
Não poder eu coexistir para o lado de lá com estar-vos vendo do lado de cá.
E poder levantar-me desta poltrona deixando os sonhos no chão...
Que sonhos? ... Eu não sei se sonhei ... Que naus partiram, para onde?
Tive essa impressão sem nexo porque no quadro fronteira
Naus partem - naus não, barcos, mas as naus estão em mim,
E é sempre melhor o impreciso que embala do que o certo que basta,
Porque o que basta acaba onde basta, e onde acaba não basta,
E nada que se pareça com isto devia ser o sentido da vida...
Quem pôs as formas das árvores dentro da existência das árvores?
Quem deu frondoso a arvoredos, e me deixou por verdecer?
Onde tenho o meu pensamento que me dói estar sem ele,
Sentir sem auxílio de poder para quando quiser, e o mar alto
E a última viagem, sempre para lá, das naus a subir...
Não há, substância de pensamento na matéria de alma com que penso ...
Há só janelas abertas de par em par encostadas por causa do calor que já não faz,
E o quintal cheio de luz sem luz agora ainda-agora, e eu.
Na vidraça aberta, fronteira ao ângulo com que o meu olhar a colhe
A casa branca distante onde mora... Fecho o olhar...
E os meus olhos fitos na casa branca sem a ver
São outros olhos vendo sem estar fitos nela a nau que se afasta.
E eu, parado, mole, adormecido,
Tenho o mar embalando-me e sofro...
Aos próprios palácios distantes a nau que penso não leva.
As escadas dando sobre o mar inatingível ela não alberga.
Aos jardins maravilhosos nas ilhas inexplícitas não deixa.
Tudo perde o sentido com que o abrigo em meu pórtico
E o mar entra por os meus olhos o pórtico cessando.
Caia a noite, não caia a noite, que importa a candeia
Por acender nas casas que não vejo na encosta e eu lá?
Úmida sombra nos sons do tanque noturna sem lua, as rãs rangem,
Coaxar tarde no vale, porque tudo é vale onde o som dói.
Milagre do aparecimento da Senhora das Angústias aos loucos,
Maravilha do enegrecimento do punhal tirado para os atos,
Os olhos fechados, a cabeça pendida contra a coluna certa,
E o mundo para além dos vitrais paisagem sem ruínas...
A casa branca nau preta...
Felicidade na Austrália...
Portuguese actress Rita Pereira at the 38Th International Emmy Awards
The portuguese telenovela won a prize, but I think no one even remembers that after this dress - i don't!
Personally I have some issues with the hairdo - I think either you're 100% secure about your dress and your cleveage or not - but don't use a braid to try and half cover it... one can see in the video that she is not at ease with it at all!
Personally I have some issues with the hairdo - I think either you're 100% secure about your dress and your cleveage or not - but don't use a braid to try and half cover it... one can see in the video that she is not at ease with it at all!
Wednesday 24 November 2010
Monday 22 November 2010
Sunday 14 November 2010
Love him or hate him, the man is outstanding - Live on Hitchens!
What can be asserted without evidence can be dismissed without evidence. CH
http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2010/nov/14/christopher-hitchens-cancer-interview
We sit in the dining room with the window open on a distinctly chilly autumn afternoon. He's wearing just a thin shirt, while I shiver in a thick pullover. Not for the first time, I feel a twinge of pity for that tumour. Does it realise what it's up against? taken from Andrew Anthony's interview with Christopher Hitchens (The Guardian, November 14th 2010)
Friday 12 November 2010
Thursday 11 November 2010
Until when???
The music in my head for the past week - it's nice ok, but get OUTTTT already!!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3dtfFG-5QQ&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3dtfFG-5QQ&feature=related
Tuesday 9 November 2010
Monday 8 November 2010
Monday 1 November 2010
L's Agenda - October 2010
Exhibitions:
Marina Abramovic – Lisson Gallery, London
Saadane Afif – Centre Pompidou, Paris
Arman – Centre Pompidou, Paris
The Bloomberg Commission: Claire Barclay: Shadow Spans - Whitechapel Gallery, London
Louise Bourgeois – Hauser & Wirth, London
Waltercio Caldas – Museu de Arte Moderna, Rio de Janeiro
Abraham Cruzvilliegas – Galerie Chantal Croussel, Paris
Katherine Dawson: Relics of the Mind – GV Art London
Urs Fischer – Sadie Coles, London
Keeping it Real: An Exhibition in 4 Acts: Act 2: Subversive Abstraction – Whitechapel Gallery, London
Beatriz Milhazes – Stephan Friedman Gallery, London
More Pricks than Kicks – David Roberts Art Foundation, London
Gabriel Orozco – Centre Pompidou, Paris
Damian Ortega. The Independent Project – Barbican Curve
Polytechnic – Raven Row, London
Walid Raad: Miraculous Beginnings – Whitechapel Gallery, London
Sothebys October Auctions exhibition
Fiac Art Fair - Paris
Frieze Art Fair – London
Films:
Agora (2009). Alejandro Amenabar. With Rachel Weisz and Oscar Isaac.
Antes que o mundo acabe (2009). Ana Luiza Azevedo. With Eduardo Cardoso e Murilo Grossi.
Brothers (2009). Jim Sheridan. With Jake Gyllenhaal, Natalie Portman and Tobey Maguire.
Contracorriente (2009). Javier Fuentes-Leon. With Tatiana Astengo, Manolo Artengo and Cristian Mercado.
Cyrus (2010). Jay Duplass and Mark Duplass. With Marisa Tomei and John C. Reilly
Letters to Juliet (2010). Gary Winick. With Vanessa Redgrave and Amanda Seyfried.
The Fall of the House of Usher (1960) Roger Corman. With Vincent Price and Myrna Fahey.
New York, I Love You (2009). Fatih Akin and others. With Bradley Cooper, Natalie Portman, Orlando Bloom and others.
Dance:
Merce Cunningham: Nearly Ninety – Barbican, London
Books:
Sitt Marie Rose – Etel Adnan
Marina Abramovic – Lisson Gallery, London
Saadane Afif – Centre Pompidou, Paris
Arman – Centre Pompidou, Paris
The Bloomberg Commission: Claire Barclay: Shadow Spans - Whitechapel Gallery, London
Louise Bourgeois – Hauser & Wirth, London
Waltercio Caldas – Museu de Arte Moderna, Rio de Janeiro
Abraham Cruzvilliegas – Galerie Chantal Croussel, Paris
Katherine Dawson: Relics of the Mind – GV Art London
Urs Fischer – Sadie Coles, London
Keeping it Real: An Exhibition in 4 Acts: Act 2: Subversive Abstraction – Whitechapel Gallery, London
Beatriz Milhazes – Stephan Friedman Gallery, London
More Pricks than Kicks – David Roberts Art Foundation, London
Gabriel Orozco – Centre Pompidou, Paris
Damian Ortega. The Independent Project – Barbican Curve
Polytechnic – Raven Row, London
Walid Raad: Miraculous Beginnings – Whitechapel Gallery, London
Sothebys October Auctions exhibition
Fiac Art Fair - Paris
Frieze Art Fair – London
Films:
Agora (2009). Alejandro Amenabar. With Rachel Weisz and Oscar Isaac.
Antes que o mundo acabe (2009). Ana Luiza Azevedo. With Eduardo Cardoso e Murilo Grossi.
Brothers (2009). Jim Sheridan. With Jake Gyllenhaal, Natalie Portman and Tobey Maguire.
Contracorriente (2009). Javier Fuentes-Leon. With Tatiana Astengo, Manolo Artengo and Cristian Mercado.
Cyrus (2010). Jay Duplass and Mark Duplass. With Marisa Tomei and John C. Reilly
Letters to Juliet (2010). Gary Winick. With Vanessa Redgrave and Amanda Seyfried.
The Fall of the House of Usher (1960) Roger Corman. With Vincent Price and Myrna Fahey.
New York, I Love You (2009). Fatih Akin and others. With Bradley Cooper, Natalie Portman, Orlando Bloom and others.
Dance:
Merce Cunningham: Nearly Ninety – Barbican, London
Books:
Sitt Marie Rose – Etel Adnan
Sunday 31 October 2010
Friday 29 October 2010
Wednesday 27 October 2010
Research Quotes XVII
He who pretends to look on death without fear lies. All men are afraid of dying, this is the great law of sentient beings, without which the entire human species would soon be destroyed.
Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Julie or the new Eloise
Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Julie or the new Eloise
Tuesday 19 October 2010
L's Agenda - September 2010
Exhibitions:
Lia Chaia. Anonimo – Galeria Vermelho, São Paulo
Marcelo Cidade. Avant-Gard is not dead – Galeria Vermelho, São Paulo
Carlos Garaicoa – Marz galeria, Lisboa
Isabel Simoes – Marz galeria, Lisboa
Mauro Restiffe. Recorrências – Fortes Vilaca, São Paulo
Erika Verzutti. Bicho de Sete Cabeças - Fortes Vilaca, São Paulo
Luiz Zerbini – Fortes Vilaca, São Paulo
Primeira e última, Notas sobre o monumento, curadoria Rodrigo Moura – Galeria Luisa Strina, São Paulo
29 Bienal de São Paulo - Há sempre um copo de mar para um homem navegar.
Inhotim. Centro de arte contemporanea – Brumadinho, Belo Horizonte
Art Related Films:
Double Take (2009). Johan Grimonprez. With Ron Burrage and Mark Perry.
Films:
Hunger (2008). Steve McQueen. With Michael Fassbender and Stuart Graham
Sex and the City 2 (2010). With Sarah Jessica Parker, Kristin Davis, Cynthia Nixon and Kim Cattrall.
Valentine’s Day (2010). Garry Marshall. With Julia Roberts, Asthon Kutchner and others.
Lia Chaia. Anonimo – Galeria Vermelho, São Paulo
Marcelo Cidade. Avant-Gard is not dead – Galeria Vermelho, São Paulo
Carlos Garaicoa – Marz galeria, Lisboa
Isabel Simoes – Marz galeria, Lisboa
Mauro Restiffe. Recorrências – Fortes Vilaca, São Paulo
Erika Verzutti. Bicho de Sete Cabeças - Fortes Vilaca, São Paulo
Luiz Zerbini – Fortes Vilaca, São Paulo
Primeira e última, Notas sobre o monumento, curadoria Rodrigo Moura – Galeria Luisa Strina, São Paulo
29 Bienal de São Paulo - Há sempre um copo de mar para um homem navegar.
Inhotim. Centro de arte contemporanea – Brumadinho, Belo Horizonte
Art Related Films:
Double Take (2009). Johan Grimonprez. With Ron Burrage and Mark Perry.
Films:
Hunger (2008). Steve McQueen. With Michael Fassbender and Stuart Graham
Sex and the City 2 (2010). With Sarah Jessica Parker, Kristin Davis, Cynthia Nixon and Kim Cattrall.
Valentine’s Day (2010). Garry Marshall. With Julia Roberts, Asthon Kutchner and others.
Monday 18 October 2010
Friday 8 October 2010
Adriana Falcão - Mania de explicação
Solidão é uma ilha com saudade de barco. Saudade é quando o momento tenta fugir da lembrança para acontecer de novo e não consegue. Lembrança é quando, mesmo sem autorização, seu pensamento reapresenta um capítulo. Autorização é quando a coisa é tão importante que só dizer "eu deixo" é pouco. Pouco é menos da metade. Muito é quando os dedos da mão não são suficientes. Desespero são dez milhões de fogareiros acesos dentro de sua cabeça. Angústia é um nó muito apertado bem no meio do sossego. Agonia é quando o maestro de você se perde completamente. Preocupação é uma cola que não deixa o que ainda não aconteceu sair de seu pensamento. Indecisão é quando você sabe muito bem o que quer mas acha que devia querer outra coisa. Certeza é quando a idéia cansa de procurar e pára. Intuição é quando seu coração dá um pulinho no futuro e volta rápido. Pressentimento é quando passa em você o trailer de um filme que pode ser que nem exista. Renúncia é um não que não queria ser ele. Sucesso é quando você faz o que sempre fez só que todo mundo percebe. Vaidade é um espelho onisciente, onipotente e onipresente. Vergonha é um pano preto que você quer pra se cobrir naquela hora. Orgulho é uma guarita entre você e o da frente. Ansiedade é quando sempre faltam 5 minutos para o que quer que seja. Indiferença é quando os minutos não se interessam por nada em especial. Interesse é um ponto de exclamação ou de interrogação no final do sentimento. Sentimento é a língua que o coração usa quando precisa mandar algum recado. Raiva é quando o cachorro que mora em você mostra os dentes. Tristeza é uma mão gigante que aperta seu coração. Alegria é um bloco de Carnaval que não liga se não é Fevereiro... Felicidade é um agora que não tem pressa nenhuma. Amizade é quando você não faz questão de você e se empresta para os outros. Decepção é quando você risca em algo ou em alguém um xis preto ou vermelho. Desilusão é quando anoitece em você contra a vontade do dia. Culpa é quando você cisma que podia ter feito diferente, mas, geralmente, não podia. Perdão é quando o Natal acontece em outra época do ano. Desculpa é uma frase que pretende ser um beijo. Excitação é quando os beijos estão desatinados para sair de sua boca depressa. Desatino é um desataque de prudência. Prudência é um buraco de fechadura na porta do tempo. Lucidez é um acesso de loucura ao contrário. Razão é quando o cuidado aproveita que a emoção está dormindo e assume o mandato. Emoção é um tango que ainda não foi feito. Ainda é quando a vontade está no meio do caminho. Vontade é um desejo que cisma que você é a casa dele. Desejo é uma boca com sede. Paixão é quando apesar da palavra "perigo" o desejo chega e entra. Amor é quando a paixão não tem outro compromisso marcado. Não. Amor é um exagero... também não. É um "desadoro"... Uma batelada? Um exame, um dilúvio, um mundaréu, uma insanidade, um destempero, um despropósito, um descontrole, uma necessidade, um desapego? Talvez porque não tivesse sentido, talvez porque não houvesse explicação, esse negócio de amor não sei explicar...
Sunday 12 September 2010
Uma experiência socialista
Um professor de economia da universidade Texas Tech disse que raramente chumbava um aluno, mas tinha, uma vez, chumbado uma turma inteira.
Esta turma em particular tinha insistido que o socialismo realmente funcionava: ninguém seria pobre e ninguém seria rico, tudo seria igualitário e "justo".
O professor então disse, "Ok, vamos fazer uma experiência socialista nesta classe.
Ao invés de dinheiro, usaremos as vossas notas dos exames."Todas as notas seriam concedidas com base na média da turma e, portanto seriam "justas".
Isto quis dizer que todos receberiam as mesmas notas, o que significou que ninguém chumbaria. Isso também quis dizer, claro, que ninguém receberia 20 valores...
Logo que a média dos primeiros exames foi calculada, todos receberam 12 valores.
Quem estudou com dedicação ficou indignado, pois achou que merecia mais, mas os alunos que não se esforçaram ficaram muito felizes com o resultado!
Quando o segundo teste foi aplicado, os preguiçosos estudaram ainda menos - eles esperavam tirar notas boas de qualquer forma.
Aqueles que tinham estudado bastante no início resolveram que também eles se deviam aproveitar da média das notas.
Portanto, agindo contra os seus princípios, eles copiaram os hábitos dos preguiçosos.
O resultado, a segunda média dos testes foi 10.
Ninguém gostou. Depois do terceiro teste, a média geral foi um 5.
As notas nunca mais voltaram a patamares mais altos, mas as desavenças entre os alunos, procura de culpados e palavrões passaram a fazer parte da atmosfera das aulas daquela turma.
A busca por 'justiça' dos alunos tinha sido a principal causa das reclamações, inimizades e senso de injustiça que passaram a fazer parte daquela turma.
No fim de contas, ninguém queria mais estudar para beneficiar os outros.
Portanto, todos os alunos chumbaram... Para sua total surpresa.
O professor explicou que a experiência socialista tinha falhado porque ela era baseada no menor esforço possível da parte de seus participantes.
Preguiça e mágoas foi o seu resultado.
Sempre haveria fracasso na situação a partir da qual a experiência tinha começado.
"Quando a recompensa é grande", disse, o professor, "o esforço pelo sucesso é grande, pelo menos para alguns de nós.
Mas quando o governo elimina todas as recompensas ao tirar coisas dos outros sem o seu consentimento para dar a outros que não lutaram por elas, então o fracasso é inevitável."
O pensamento abaixo foi escrito em 1931.
"É impossível levar o pobre à prosperidade através de leis que punem os ricos pela sua prosperidade. Por cada pessoa que recebe sem trabalhar, outra pessoa tem de trabalhar recebendo menos. O governo só pode dar a alguém aquilo que tira de outro alguém. Quando metade da população descobre de que não precisa de trabalhar, pois a outra metade da população irá sustentá-la, e quando esta outra metade entende que não vale mais a pena trabalhar para sustentar a primeira metade, então chegamos ao começo do fim de uma nação. É impossível multiplicar riqueza dividindo-a."
Adrian Rogers, 1931
(via João Ferreira Dias)
Esta turma em particular tinha insistido que o socialismo realmente funcionava: ninguém seria pobre e ninguém seria rico, tudo seria igualitário e "justo".
O professor então disse, "Ok, vamos fazer uma experiência socialista nesta classe.
Ao invés de dinheiro, usaremos as vossas notas dos exames."Todas as notas seriam concedidas com base na média da turma e, portanto seriam "justas".
Isto quis dizer que todos receberiam as mesmas notas, o que significou que ninguém chumbaria. Isso também quis dizer, claro, que ninguém receberia 20 valores...
Logo que a média dos primeiros exames foi calculada, todos receberam 12 valores.
Quem estudou com dedicação ficou indignado, pois achou que merecia mais, mas os alunos que não se esforçaram ficaram muito felizes com o resultado!
Quando o segundo teste foi aplicado, os preguiçosos estudaram ainda menos - eles esperavam tirar notas boas de qualquer forma.
Aqueles que tinham estudado bastante no início resolveram que também eles se deviam aproveitar da média das notas.
Portanto, agindo contra os seus princípios, eles copiaram os hábitos dos preguiçosos.
O resultado, a segunda média dos testes foi 10.
Ninguém gostou. Depois do terceiro teste, a média geral foi um 5.
As notas nunca mais voltaram a patamares mais altos, mas as desavenças entre os alunos, procura de culpados e palavrões passaram a fazer parte da atmosfera das aulas daquela turma.
A busca por 'justiça' dos alunos tinha sido a principal causa das reclamações, inimizades e senso de injustiça que passaram a fazer parte daquela turma.
No fim de contas, ninguém queria mais estudar para beneficiar os outros.
Portanto, todos os alunos chumbaram... Para sua total surpresa.
O professor explicou que a experiência socialista tinha falhado porque ela era baseada no menor esforço possível da parte de seus participantes.
Preguiça e mágoas foi o seu resultado.
Sempre haveria fracasso na situação a partir da qual a experiência tinha começado.
"Quando a recompensa é grande", disse, o professor, "o esforço pelo sucesso é grande, pelo menos para alguns de nós.
Mas quando o governo elimina todas as recompensas ao tirar coisas dos outros sem o seu consentimento para dar a outros que não lutaram por elas, então o fracasso é inevitável."
O pensamento abaixo foi escrito em 1931.
"É impossível levar o pobre à prosperidade através de leis que punem os ricos pela sua prosperidade. Por cada pessoa que recebe sem trabalhar, outra pessoa tem de trabalhar recebendo menos. O governo só pode dar a alguém aquilo que tira de outro alguém. Quando metade da população descobre de que não precisa de trabalhar, pois a outra metade da população irá sustentá-la, e quando esta outra metade entende que não vale mais a pena trabalhar para sustentar a primeira metade, então chegamos ao começo do fim de uma nação. É impossível multiplicar riqueza dividindo-a."
Adrian Rogers, 1931
(via João Ferreira Dias)
Saturday 11 September 2010
Gravidade - Susana Mendes Silva
http://www.sharemag.net/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=921:gravidade-susana-mendes-silva&catid=19:portefolios&Itemid=214
Friday 10 September 2010
The Drink of the Moment! One a day keeps the doctor away!
Taken directly from Pret a Manger website
Water ★ Fruit Juices From Concentrate (pomegranate 10%, aronia berries 1%) ★ Sugar ★ Citric Acid ★ Natural Flavourings
We’ve added as little as we possibly can to this drink. NO aspartame, NO sodium benzoate, NO potassium sorbate, in fact, NO weird chemicals whatsoever. It was suggested that we could ‘engineer’ the colour to make it more ‘vibrant’. NO thanks. This drink won’t make you run faster, jump higher or think quicker. It’s still water with a splash of pomegranate. SIMPLE and GOOD, NATURALLY. This drink is made to compliment food.
This bottle is 100% recyclable.
Thursday 9 September 2010
Wednesday 8 September 2010
Orphaned chimpanzees in the Democratic Republic of the Congo
An 18-month study of remote human settlements deep in the Congolese jungle warns that chimpanzees are are being subjected to a 'wave of killing' by hunters pursuing them for bushmeat.
One consequence is the continual growth in the number of 'bushmeat orphans' - those infants who are too small to be killed for meat, and are often put on the black market for sale as pets.
These pictures tell the story of just a few orphaned Eastern chimpanzees that researchers encountered
http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/gallery/2010/sep/07/orphaned-chimpanzees-congo#/?picture=366399884&index=5
Monday 6 September 2010
Sunday 5 September 2010
Saturday 4 September 2010
Friday 3 September 2010
L's Agenda - August 2010
Exhibitions:
Andrea Zittel: Clasp – Sadie Coles, London
Breda Beban. My Funeral Song – Camden Arts Centre
Bruce Nauman: Dream Passage - Hamburger Bahnhof, Berlin
Carlos Garaicoa – IMMA. Irish Museum of Modern Art
Dublin Writers Museum
Ferran Garcia Sevilla - IMMA. Irish Museum of Modern Art
Freud’s House - London
A Gentil Carioca – Ifa Gallery, Berlin
Jim Hodges – Camden Arts Centre
Mirror Mirror on the wall, curated by Ming-Jiun Tsai – Tam Tam 8, Berlin
Mona Hatoum. Kathe Kolowitz Preis 2010 – Akademie der Kunste, Berlin
The Moon is an Arrant Thief . David Roberts Art Foundation, London
Permanent Collection – Hamburger Bahnhof, Berlin
Summer 2010 – Kerlin Gallery, Dublin
Wolgang Tillmans – Serpentine Gallery, London
Sound pieces:
Interview with a Cat - Marcel Broodthaers
Art Related Films:
Anemic Cinema (1926). Marcel Duchamp
Un Voyage en Mer du Nord (A Voyage on the North Sea). Marcel Broodthaers
Entr’acte (1924). By René Clair
Films:
Big River Man (2009). John Maringouin. With Martin Strel and Borut Strel
The Bird Cage (1996) Mike Nichols. With Robin Williams, Gene Hackman and Nathan Lane.
Good Will Hunting (1997). Gus Van Sant. With Robin Williams, Ben Affleck and Matt Damon
The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus (2009). Terry Gilliam. With Christopher Plummer, Heath Ledger and Lily Cole.
Jersey Girl (2004). Kevin Smith. With Ben Affleck and Liv Tyler
Matilda (1996). Danny DeVito. With Mara Wilson and Danny DeVito
New Moon (2009). Chris Weitz. With Kristen Stewart, Robert Pattinson and Taykor Lautner
Sea Biscuit (2003). Gary Ross. With Jeff Bridges, Toby Maguire and Chris Cooper
Serial Mom (1994). John Waters. With Kathleen Turner and Sam Waterston
Signs (2009). Short film by Patrick Hughes. With Nick Russell and Kestie Morsaai
Wanted (2008). Timur Bekmambetov. With Morgan Freeman, Angelina Jolie and James McAvoy
Whip It (2009). Drew Barrymore. With Ellen Page, Marcia Gay Harden and Juliette Lewis.
Books:
A Room with a View – E. M. Forster
Ingenieur du Temps Perdu (Entretiens avec Pierre Cabanne) – Marcel Duchamp
Series:
24 – Series 6
Musical:
Sister Act. With Whoopi Goldberg – West End, London
Andrea Zittel: Clasp – Sadie Coles, London
Breda Beban. My Funeral Song – Camden Arts Centre
Bruce Nauman: Dream Passage - Hamburger Bahnhof, Berlin
Carlos Garaicoa – IMMA. Irish Museum of Modern Art
Dublin Writers Museum
Ferran Garcia Sevilla - IMMA. Irish Museum of Modern Art
Freud’s House - London
A Gentil Carioca – Ifa Gallery, Berlin
Jim Hodges – Camden Arts Centre
Mirror Mirror on the wall, curated by Ming-Jiun Tsai – Tam Tam 8, Berlin
Mona Hatoum. Kathe Kolowitz Preis 2010 – Akademie der Kunste, Berlin
The Moon is an Arrant Thief . David Roberts Art Foundation, London
Permanent Collection – Hamburger Bahnhof, Berlin
Summer 2010 – Kerlin Gallery, Dublin
Wolgang Tillmans – Serpentine Gallery, London
Sound pieces:
Interview with a Cat - Marcel Broodthaers
Art Related Films:
Anemic Cinema (1926). Marcel Duchamp
Un Voyage en Mer du Nord (A Voyage on the North Sea). Marcel Broodthaers
Entr’acte (1924). By René Clair
Films:
Big River Man (2009). John Maringouin. With Martin Strel and Borut Strel
The Bird Cage (1996) Mike Nichols. With Robin Williams, Gene Hackman and Nathan Lane.
Good Will Hunting (1997). Gus Van Sant. With Robin Williams, Ben Affleck and Matt Damon
The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus (2009). Terry Gilliam. With Christopher Plummer, Heath Ledger and Lily Cole.
Jersey Girl (2004). Kevin Smith. With Ben Affleck and Liv Tyler
Matilda (1996). Danny DeVito. With Mara Wilson and Danny DeVito
New Moon (2009). Chris Weitz. With Kristen Stewart, Robert Pattinson and Taykor Lautner
Sea Biscuit (2003). Gary Ross. With Jeff Bridges, Toby Maguire and Chris Cooper
Serial Mom (1994). John Waters. With Kathleen Turner and Sam Waterston
Signs (2009). Short film by Patrick Hughes. With Nick Russell and Kestie Morsaai
Wanted (2008). Timur Bekmambetov. With Morgan Freeman, Angelina Jolie and James McAvoy
Whip It (2009). Drew Barrymore. With Ellen Page, Marcia Gay Harden and Juliette Lewis.
Books:
A Room with a View – E. M. Forster
Ingenieur du Temps Perdu (Entretiens avec Pierre Cabanne) – Marcel Duchamp
Series:
24 – Series 6
Musical:
Sister Act. With Whoopi Goldberg – West End, London
Monday 30 August 2010
Poemas de Pessoa 6
Abdicação
Toma-me, ó noite eterna, nos teus braços
E chama-me teu filho.
Eu sou um rei
que voluntariamente abandonei
O meu trono de sonhos e cansaços.
Minha espada, pesada a braços lassos,
Em mão viris e calmas entreguei;
E meu cetro e coroa - eu os deixei
Na antecâmara, feitos em pedaços
Minha cota de malha, tão inútil,
Minhas esporas de um tinir tão fútil,
Deixei-as pela fria escadaria.
Despi a realeza, corpo e alma,
E regressei à noite antiga e calma
Como a paisagem ao morrer do dia.
Toma-me, ó noite eterna, nos teus braços
E chama-me teu filho.
Eu sou um rei
que voluntariamente abandonei
O meu trono de sonhos e cansaços.
Minha espada, pesada a braços lassos,
Em mão viris e calmas entreguei;
E meu cetro e coroa - eu os deixei
Na antecâmara, feitos em pedaços
Minha cota de malha, tão inútil,
Minhas esporas de um tinir tão fútil,
Deixei-as pela fria escadaria.
Despi a realeza, corpo e alma,
E regressei à noite antiga e calma
Como a paisagem ao morrer do dia.
Sunday 29 August 2010
My new everyday food indulgence!
Homemade Mango and Passion Fruit juice with crushed ice specially made by my honney bunny... YUM!
DON'T MISS - until the 18th of September
The Moon is an Arrant Thief - David Roberts Art Foundation
http://www.davidrobertsartfoundation.com/
http://www.davidrobertsartfoundation.com/
Saturday 28 August 2010
Saturday 21 August 2010
For my Gradmother Dilza...
... who left us 21 years ago and would now be 78!
And also to her 6 children (my mother and my 5 uncles) to celebrate their friendship, which is without doubt the most beautiful between brothers and sisters that I have ever seen - she was the one who showed them the importance of being friends!
THE HOLLIES - He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother
(B. Scott and B. Russell)
The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We'll get there
For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
If I'm laden at all
I'm laden with sadness
That everyone's heart
Isn't filled with the gladness
Of love for one another
It's a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we're on the way to there
Why not share
And the load
Doesn't weigh me down at all
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
He's my brother
He ain't heavy, he's my brother...
And also to her 6 children (my mother and my 5 uncles) to celebrate their friendship, which is without doubt the most beautiful between brothers and sisters that I have ever seen - she was the one who showed them the importance of being friends!
THE HOLLIES - He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother
(B. Scott and B. Russell)
The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We'll get there
For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
If I'm laden at all
I'm laden with sadness
That everyone's heart
Isn't filled with the gladness
Of love for one another
It's a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we're on the way to there
Why not share
And the load
Doesn't weigh me down at all
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
He's my brother
He ain't heavy, he's my brother...
Oh lala!
This morning Mommy said that Ghandi said:
Live as if you will die tomorrow - learn as if you will live forever.
That is why I'm enrolling on a intensive French course - Oui, c'est vrai!
Live as if you will die tomorrow - learn as if you will live forever.
That is why I'm enrolling on a intensive French course - Oui, c'est vrai!
Thursday 19 August 2010
Research Quotes XVI
After all, what is death? Just nature’s way of telling us to slow down.
Dick Sharples, In Loving Memory
Dick Sharples, In Loving Memory
Wednesday 18 August 2010
Tuesday 17 August 2010
Chris Burden Beam Drop at Inhotim - Brumadinho, Brazil
FANTASTIC!
http://www.artforum.com/video/id=24131&mode=large&page_id=3
http://www.artforum.com/video/id=24131&mode=large&page_id=3
Monday 16 August 2010
Oh what would I give for a bit of southern hemisphere...
My grandmother calls from Rio and tells me about the freezing horrid winter they are experiencing: 17 degrees and she is happier than ever with her woollen coat!!! To which I ironically reply: London is experiencing a fantastic summer - it is presently 14 degrees and I am wearing my biquini!!!
Thursday 12 August 2010
Quote of the week:
"When I die I die. I couldn't give a shit, ´cause it ain´t my problem, I just rather not shit my pants on my way there" on Justin Halpern´s Shit My Dad Says
Goncalo has been laughing out loud with this book for the past 24 hours... I think I´m either too dumb or too inteligent as I don´t get half the jokes!
Goncalo has been laughing out loud with this book for the past 24 hours... I think I´m either too dumb or too inteligent as I don´t get half the jokes!
Tuesday 3 August 2010
L's Agenda July 2010
Exhibitions:
Basement Art Projects. Happy End / A Transmitter To the Ultimate Way of Contemporary Living - Guest Projects, London
The Collective – Nettie Horn, London
The Dictionary of Received Ideas. An exhibition by sixteen curators from the Goldsmiths College MFA Curating Programme. London
Francis Alys – Tate Modern, London
Julião Sarmento Room – Tate Modern, London
Kupferstichkabinett: Between Thought and Action – White Cube, London
Like Tears in Rain – Palácio das Artes, Porto (second time)
Louise Hopkins - Mummery + Schnelle, London
Marlene Dumas – Museu de Serralves, Porto
Mateo Lopez – Gasworks, London
Merlin James – Mummery + Schnelle, London
MFA Art Practice, final show – Goldsmiths University, London
MFA Art Writing, final show - Goldsmiths University, London
MFA Curating, final show - Goldsmiths University, London
Mona Hatoum Room – Tate Modern, London
The Moon is an Arrant Thief – David Roberts Art Foundation, London (curated by Thom O’Nions, Luiza Teixeira de Freitas and Oliver Martinez Kandt)
Rodney Graham – Lisson Gallery, London (second time)
Room Divider, Curated by Michael Bracewell – Wilkinson, London
The Surreal House – Barbican, London (second time)
Zanele Muholi. Faces and Phases – Fred Gallery, London
Films:
Still Walking (2010). Hirokazu Koreeda. With You, Hiroshi Abe and Yoshio Harada.
What happens in Vegas (2008). Dana Fox. With Cameron Diaz and Ashton Kutcher.
Books:
The Girl Who Played with Fire - Stieg Larsson
Series:
Desperate Housewives – Series 5
Dance:
Brazil, Brazil – Southbank Centre, London
Concert:
Os Mutantes – Southbank Centre, London
Basement Art Projects. Happy End / A Transmitter To the Ultimate Way of Contemporary Living - Guest Projects, London
The Collective – Nettie Horn, London
The Dictionary of Received Ideas. An exhibition by sixteen curators from the Goldsmiths College MFA Curating Programme. London
Francis Alys – Tate Modern, London
Julião Sarmento Room – Tate Modern, London
Kupferstichkabinett: Between Thought and Action – White Cube, London
Like Tears in Rain – Palácio das Artes, Porto (second time)
Louise Hopkins - Mummery + Schnelle, London
Marlene Dumas – Museu de Serralves, Porto
Mateo Lopez – Gasworks, London
Merlin James – Mummery + Schnelle, London
MFA Art Practice, final show – Goldsmiths University, London
MFA Art Writing, final show - Goldsmiths University, London
MFA Curating, final show - Goldsmiths University, London
Mona Hatoum Room – Tate Modern, London
The Moon is an Arrant Thief – David Roberts Art Foundation, London (curated by Thom O’Nions, Luiza Teixeira de Freitas and Oliver Martinez Kandt)
Rodney Graham – Lisson Gallery, London (second time)
Room Divider, Curated by Michael Bracewell – Wilkinson, London
The Surreal House – Barbican, London (second time)
Zanele Muholi. Faces and Phases – Fred Gallery, London
Films:
Still Walking (2010). Hirokazu Koreeda. With You, Hiroshi Abe and Yoshio Harada.
What happens in Vegas (2008). Dana Fox. With Cameron Diaz and Ashton Kutcher.
Books:
The Girl Who Played with Fire - Stieg Larsson
Series:
Desperate Housewives – Series 5
Dance:
Brazil, Brazil – Southbank Centre, London
Concert:
Os Mutantes – Southbank Centre, London
Saturday 31 July 2010
Sunday 25 July 2010
Tuesday 20 July 2010
Poemas de Pessoa 5
Abat-Jour
A lâmpada acesa
(Outrem a acendeu)
Baixa uma beleza
Sobre o chão que é meu.
No quarto deserto
Salvo o meu sonhar,
Faz no chão incerto
Um círculo a ondear.
E entre a sombra e a luz
Que oscila no chão
Meu sonho conduz
Minha inatenção.
Bem sei ... Era dia
E longe de aqui...
Quanto me sorria
O que nunca vi!
E no quarto silente
Com a luz a ondear
Deixei vagamente
Até de sonhar...
A lâmpada acesa
(Outrem a acendeu)
Baixa uma beleza
Sobre o chão que é meu.
No quarto deserto
Salvo o meu sonhar,
Faz no chão incerto
Um círculo a ondear.
E entre a sombra e a luz
Que oscila no chão
Meu sonho conduz
Minha inatenção.
Bem sei ... Era dia
E longe de aqui...
Quanto me sorria
O que nunca vi!
E no quarto silente
Com a luz a ondear
Deixei vagamente
Até de sonhar...
Monday 19 July 2010
Friday 16 July 2010
Thursday 15 July 2010
Opening today!
http://thedictionaryofreceivedideas.com/
I am colaborating to this exhibition with an invitation to the artist Elena Damiani.
www.elenadamiani.com
Saturday 10 July 2010
Thursday 8 July 2010
"Dialogues"
We will be launching "Dialogues", a publication by the graduating class of MFA Curating. (togethet with the final MFA Art Practice exhibition)
Thursday, July 8, 2010 6:00pm - 9:00pm (ongoing until Monday the 12th)
Curating Studio, Goldsmiths College
Laurie Grove Baths, New Cross, London
More details:
http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?eid=136080239753257&index=1
Bridget Donlon | Kate Shepherd
Bérénice Saliou | Nadia Agnolet, Guillaume Soulatges
Caryn Coleman | Darren Banks
Zoe Charaktinou | Nicolas Vass
Ming-Jiun Tsai | Chu ChunTeng
Hannah Gruy | Eloise Hawser
Karen MacDonald | Nick Mobbs
Pavel S. Pyś | Tymek Borowski
Matteo Pollini | Johann Arens
Luiza Teixeira de Freitas | Cildo Meireles
Oliver Martinez Kandt | Chooc Ly Tan, Adam Thomas
Erica Shiozaki | James Wright
Molly Bretton | Joey Holder
Matteo Consonni | Valerio Carrubba
Thom O’Nions | Steve Bishop
Patrick Gibson | Adam Christensen
Dan Wang
Tuesday 6 July 2010
Monday 5 July 2010
Sunday 4 July 2010
Research Quotes XV
So death, the most terrifying of ills, is nothing to us, since so long as we exist, death is not with us; but when death comes, then we do not exist. It does not then concern either the living or the dead, since for the former it is not, and the latter are no more.
Epicurus, Letter to Menoeceus
Epicurus, Letter to Menoeceus
Friday 2 July 2010
Hoje preciso repetir esta frase... várias vezes!
"PARA SER GRANDE, sê inteiro: nada Teu exagera ou exclui. Sê todo em cada coisa. Põe quanto és No mínimo que fazes. Assim em cada lago a lua toda Brilha, porque alta vive." Ricardo Reis
Thursday 1 July 2010
L's Agenda June/2010
Exhibitions:
Ernesto Neto - Hayward, London
Felix Gonzalez Torres. Specific Objects without Specific Form – Fondation Beyeler,
Basel
Gabriel Orozco – Kunstmuseum Basel
Gilvan Nunes - Maus Hábitos, Porto
Jean-Michel Basquiat – Fondation Beyeler, Basel
Jonathan Monk and Douglas Gordon – Lisson Gallery, London
John Bock. The Curve – Barbican, London
Like Tears in Rain. Curated by Luiza Teixeira de Freitas – Palácio das Artes, Porto
Matthew Barney – Schaulager, Basel
Manuel Santos Maia - Uma Certa Falta de Coerencia, Porto
The New Decor - Hayward, London
Rodney Graham – Lisson Gallery, London
Rodney Graham - Museum für Gegenwartskunst, Basel
The Surreal House – Barbican, London
Art Fairs:
Art Basel 2010
Liste 2010
Volta 2010
Designmiami, Basel
Films:
The Longest Yard (2005). Peter Segal. With Adam Sandler, Chris Rock and Burt Reynolds
The Manchurian Candidate (1962). John Frankenheimer. With Frank Sinatra and Laurence Harvey.
The Private Lives of Pippa Lee (2009). Rebecca Miller. With Robin Wright and Alan Arkin
Sunshine Cleaning (2008). Christine Jeffs. With Alan Arkin, Emily Blunt and Amy Adams.
Books:
Invisible – Paul Auster
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo - Stieg Larsson
Series:
Office 4 (American version)
Dance:
Cruel. Companhia de Dança Deborah Colker - Barbican
Theatre:
Everything Must Go. Kristin Fredricksson – The Pit, Barbican, London.
Ernesto Neto - Hayward, London
Felix Gonzalez Torres. Specific Objects without Specific Form – Fondation Beyeler,
Basel
Gabriel Orozco – Kunstmuseum Basel
Gilvan Nunes - Maus Hábitos, Porto
Jean-Michel Basquiat – Fondation Beyeler, Basel
Jonathan Monk and Douglas Gordon – Lisson Gallery, London
John Bock. The Curve – Barbican, London
Like Tears in Rain. Curated by Luiza Teixeira de Freitas – Palácio das Artes, Porto
Matthew Barney – Schaulager, Basel
Manuel Santos Maia - Uma Certa Falta de Coerencia, Porto
The New Decor - Hayward, London
Rodney Graham – Lisson Gallery, London
Rodney Graham - Museum für Gegenwartskunst, Basel
The Surreal House – Barbican, London
Art Fairs:
Art Basel 2010
Liste 2010
Volta 2010
Designmiami, Basel
Films:
The Longest Yard (2005). Peter Segal. With Adam Sandler, Chris Rock and Burt Reynolds
The Manchurian Candidate (1962). John Frankenheimer. With Frank Sinatra and Laurence Harvey.
The Private Lives of Pippa Lee (2009). Rebecca Miller. With Robin Wright and Alan Arkin
Sunshine Cleaning (2008). Christine Jeffs. With Alan Arkin, Emily Blunt and Amy Adams.
Books:
Invisible – Paul Auster
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo - Stieg Larsson
Series:
Office 4 (American version)
Dance:
Cruel. Companhia de Dança Deborah Colker - Barbican
Theatre:
Everything Must Go. Kristin Fredricksson – The Pit, Barbican, London.
Wednesday 30 June 2010
Sad Discovery
I have just figured out that I don't like Cherries anymore.
You never know what you are going to get with them. Some are sweet and some are sour and some even taste a bit rooten...
You never know what you are going to get with them. Some are sweet and some are sour and some even taste a bit rooten...
An Essay on the Do's and Don't's of Grazia Magazine
Attention: I am using the verb ‘to read’ because it suits the occasion better, I’m not sure what verbs can work with the action of having a Grazia in your hand.
Where to read Grazia?
- When the airplane is taking off – it’s too much pressure to read a book.
- Waiting on a line where you have to check the number they are at every other second.
- In bed, when you are so tired, you will check one page and fall asleep.
- Sitting in the toilet – definitely! – everyone reads in the toilet come on!
- At the beach with friends or when it’s too hot to read a book.
Why read Grazia?
- Because it relaxes your brain.
- The right amount of gossip from the famous people.
- You can get nice tips on many many super important issues – like how to choose an eyeliner colour that suits you or what kind of dress suits your apple or pear shaped body better.
- They always have a double page on a way to make the world better – it’s always important to know that there are some kids dying of hunger in Bangladesh or a Etipian young mother tortured and in jail for commiting adultery, whilst going through some choices of your favorite shops’ high trends of the season.
- They always have tips on diets, that you will never pursue, but it’s nice to read and fantasize anyway.
- Reading the testament of someone that cheated on their husband with their best friend or someone that aborted an IVF fetus – it’s good to know you are not that fu… up and that you still consider your problems quite shallow in comparison to those.
- oh and the correspondence part – I’ve always loved that one for no reason really…
Where NOT to read Grazia?
- At the office – you will seem superficial.
- At University, school, or others – again you will seem superficial.
- On the tube – because you will just be wasting a good time to read a nice book.
Why NOT read Grazia?
- Because it’s a big waste of time, that you could be spending on other things, like reading an awesome book, watching a good movie, learning a new language, hanging out with your friends, kissing your boyfriend, listening to good music, cooking a nice meal and on and on and on and on… but Grazia is Grazia and we read it just because we do!
Have a nice day!
Where to read Grazia?
- When the airplane is taking off – it’s too much pressure to read a book.
- Waiting on a line where you have to check the number they are at every other second.
- In bed, when you are so tired, you will check one page and fall asleep.
- Sitting in the toilet – definitely! – everyone reads in the toilet come on!
- At the beach with friends or when it’s too hot to read a book.
Why read Grazia?
- Because it relaxes your brain.
- The right amount of gossip from the famous people.
- You can get nice tips on many many super important issues – like how to choose an eyeliner colour that suits you or what kind of dress suits your apple or pear shaped body better.
- They always have a double page on a way to make the world better – it’s always important to know that there are some kids dying of hunger in Bangladesh or a Etipian young mother tortured and in jail for commiting adultery, whilst going through some choices of your favorite shops’ high trends of the season.
- They always have tips on diets, that you will never pursue, but it’s nice to read and fantasize anyway.
- Reading the testament of someone that cheated on their husband with their best friend or someone that aborted an IVF fetus – it’s good to know you are not that fu… up and that you still consider your problems quite shallow in comparison to those.
- oh and the correspondence part – I’ve always loved that one for no reason really…
Where NOT to read Grazia?
- At the office – you will seem superficial.
- At University, school, or others – again you will seem superficial.
- On the tube – because you will just be wasting a good time to read a nice book.
Why NOT read Grazia?
- Because it’s a big waste of time, that you could be spending on other things, like reading an awesome book, watching a good movie, learning a new language, hanging out with your friends, kissing your boyfriend, listening to good music, cooking a nice meal and on and on and on and on… but Grazia is Grazia and we read it just because we do!
Have a nice day!
Toilets on trains...
... are the most horrible and awkward situations! The smell, the toilet paper, the shaking of the train, etc etc etc... uGHHHH I hate them!
Sunday 20 June 2010
Poemas de Pessoa 4
A ARANHA do meu destino
Faz teias de eu não pensar.
Não soube o que era em menino,
Sou adulto sem o achar.
É que a teia, de espalhada
Apanhou-me o querer ir...
Sou uma vida baloiçada
Na consciência de existir.
A aranha da minha sorte
Faz teia de muro a muro...
Sou presa do meu suporte.
A ARANHA de Fernando Pessoa
Faz teias de eu não pensar.
Não soube o que era em menino,
Sou adulto sem o achar.
É que a teia, de espalhada
Apanhou-me o querer ir...
Sou uma vida baloiçada
Na consciência de existir.
A aranha da minha sorte
Faz teia de muro a muro...
Sou presa do meu suporte.
A ARANHA de Fernando Pessoa
Saturday 19 June 2010
José Saramago - 'It is hard to believe he won't survive'
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/19/books/19saramago.html
Sunday 6 June 2010
L's Agenda/ May 2010
Exhibitions:
Pawel Althamer – Foksal Gallery Foundation, Warsaw (preview)
Edward Krasinki’s studio – Warsaw
Fall Out: War and Conflict in the British Council Collection – Whitechapel Gallery
Ryan Gander – Lisson Gallery
Gender Check! - Zacheta Gallery, Warsaw
Arshile Gorky – Tate Modern
Rachel Harrison. Conquest of the Useless – Whitechapel Gallery
John Latham – Lisson Gallery
The Nature of the Beast. Meetings Archive – Whitechapel Gallery
Michael Rakowitz – Tate Modern
Janek Simon. The Sea. - RASTER Gallery, Warsaw
Theo Van Doesburg – Tate Modern
Warsaw Uprising Museum
„Wystawa” - Muzeum Sztuki Nowoczesnej
Films:
Date Night (2010). John Klausner. With Steve Carell and Tina Fey.
Enduring Love (2004). Roger Michell. With Daniel Craig and Samantha Morton.
Series:
Weeds 3
Pawel Althamer – Foksal Gallery Foundation, Warsaw (preview)
Edward Krasinki’s studio – Warsaw
Fall Out: War and Conflict in the British Council Collection – Whitechapel Gallery
Ryan Gander – Lisson Gallery
Gender Check! - Zacheta Gallery, Warsaw
Arshile Gorky – Tate Modern
Rachel Harrison. Conquest of the Useless – Whitechapel Gallery
John Latham – Lisson Gallery
The Nature of the Beast. Meetings Archive – Whitechapel Gallery
Michael Rakowitz – Tate Modern
Janek Simon. The Sea. - RASTER Gallery, Warsaw
Theo Van Doesburg – Tate Modern
Warsaw Uprising Museum
„Wystawa” - Muzeum Sztuki Nowoczesnej
Films:
Date Night (2010). John Klausner. With Steve Carell and Tina Fey.
Enduring Love (2004). Roger Michell. With Daniel Craig and Samantha Morton.
Series:
Weeds 3
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