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“It happened on a May morning — I have forgotten the year — but I can still point to the exact spot where it occurred, on a forest path on Martinsberg above Baden,” “As I strolled through the freshly greened woods filled with bird song and lit up by the morning sun, all at… More Albert Hoffman
“I steal into their dreams,” he said. “I steal into their most shameful thoughts, I’m in every shiver, every spasm of their souls, I steal into their hearts, I scrutinize their most fundamental beliefs, I scan their irrational impulses, their unspeakable emotions, I sleep in their lungs during the summer and their muscles during the… More tags: devotion, intensity, love.
BERNINI- The folds of marble around. There’s movement in the marble.
“I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you… More To wait
~ HAPPY TUESDAY ~
Chagall (1887-1985) “Love is masochistic. These cries & complaints, these sweet alarms. this anguished state of lovers, this suspense, this latent pain that is just below the surface, almost unexpressed, these thousand & one anxieties over the loved one’s absence, this feeling of time rushing by, this touchiness, these fits of temper, these long daydreams,… More Love is masochistic – Cendrars
“La conveniencia de las actitudes esquiva los cuerpos, la decencia de las palabras blanquea los discursos”. de su libro: “La Historia de la Sexualidad”. “The rest had only to remain vague; proper demeanor avoided contact with other bodies, and verbal decency sanitized one’s speech”. from: “The History of Sexuality”. PAUL KLEE “SEPARATION IN THE EVENING”
Olafur Eliasson Berlin, 2015
“One’s destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things” Not many times you read a book and you just don’t want to finish it. The book shows Miller’s soul, the funny and eloquent ways he expressed his views, the special people he met throughout his life in Big Sur and… More My romance right now
“The real night people, however, live at night not out of necessity, but because they want to. They belong to the world of pleasure, of love, vice, crime, drugs. A secret, suspicious world, closed to the uninitiated….I felt at the time that this underground world represented Paris at its least cosmopolitan, at its most alive,… More Brassaï and the underground
Stanzas, Sexes, Seduction It’s good to be neuter. I want to have meaningless legs. There are things unbearable. One can evade them a long time. Then you die. The ocean reminds me of your green room. There are things unbearable. Scorn, princes, this little size of dying. My personal poetry is a failure. I do… More today -> part two
Imagen> Carolina Sevilla / Ojo de Maria Luisa Cardona La poesía entra en el sueño como un buzo en el lago. La poesía, más valiente que nadie, entra y cae a plomo en un lago infinito como Loch Ness o turbio e infausto como el lago Batalón. Contempladla desde el fondo: un buzo inocente envuelto… More Resurrección ~.~ Resurrection
THE PAINTING : THE GARDEN OF THE EARTHY DELIGHTS – HIERONYMUS BOLSCH BOLSCH. ONE OF THE MOST ENIGMATIC ARTISTS IN HISTORY. THIS PAINTER WAS A RENAISSANCE RADICAL. HE CREATED FANTASTICAL PANEL PICTURES, CHARACTERIZED BY GROTESQUE CREATURES, DISTURBING DETAILS, AND STRANGE VISUAL SYMBOLISM. FOR SOME, THEIR IMAGERY WAS THE VISION OF A DANGEROUS SEXUAL LIBERTINE. FOR… More BOLSCH AND HIS TANTRIC ART
“Your face is glistening, I whispered. Your eyes. The tips of your nipples. You, too, Laura said, a little pale, I guess, but you’re glistening. It’s steam mixed with sweat. One of the boys was watching us in silence. Do you really love him? he asked Laura. His eyes were enormous and black. I sat… More Its steam mixed with sweat
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The elevated piece composed by the Estonian composer Arvo Pärt creates the perfect afternoon. Consisting in two parts: “Ludis” and “Silentium” the complete piece lasts 26 minutes. Enjoy and relax.
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I got to see his art at the Mission of Chile to the United Nations at meetings I always attended there few years ago. Impressed by his work there, I started following him and discovered he is the father of Nicolas Jaar, the young guy from…
“Desire itself is movement Not in itself desirable; Love is itself unmoving, Only the cause and end of movement, Timeless, and undesiring Except in the aspect of time Caught in the form of limitation Between un-being and being.” Apollo and Daphne :::::: BERNINI
So here I am, in the middle way, having had twenty years- Twenty years largely wasted, the years of l’entre deux guerres– Trying to use words, and every attempt Is a wholy new start, and a different kind of failure Because one has only learnt to get the better of words For the thing one… More for us there is only the trying.
“I will come, I will come, I will come and the entrance will be filled with love; And at the entrance I will greet again those who are in love, And also the girl who is still standing At the entrance in diffusion of love.” Forugh Farrokhzad images: Shirin Neshat
What we call the beginning is often the end And to make and end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from. And every phrase And sentence that is right (where every word is at home, Taking its place to support the others, The word neither diffident nor ostentatious, An easy… More today is T S ELLIOT
PLAY THE GAME. Endanger your work even more. Don’t be the top dog. Seek out the face-off. But be unmindful. Have no thoughts in back of your head. Keen nothing secret. Be soft and strong. Be sly, enter the fray but hate to win. Don’t observe, don’t test, but be ready for signs. Tremble, quake, shatter,… More Play the game *****
“I have stretched ropes from bell-tower to bell-tower; garlands from window to window; chains of gold from star to star, and I dance.” Rimbaud Image: Italy- Henri Cartier Bresson
“Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m… More Maya
“And one fine eight of April or fourteenth of November, in a hotel in the countryside, she who could have been the mother of your children moves the dirty clothes from one suitcase to the other.” Photo: Ansel Adams
My gift to you will be an abyss, she said, but it will be so subtle you’ll perceive it only after many years have passed and you are far from Mexico and me. You’ll find it when you need it most, and that won’t be the happy ending, but it will be an instant of… More My Gift To You—–Te regalaré un abismo
“There is no surer way of evading the world than by Art; and no surer way of uniting with it than by Art.” Goethe art by Olafur Eliasson, Berlin Colour Sphere (2007).
Brassaï Amorous couple Chez Suzy Rue Gregoire De Tous, 1932
“Its nice to be able to cling to something simple and real like missing someone” Frank O’ Hara
“I want to create something sacred. A film that gives LSD hallucinations without taking LSD” A documentary about one of my favorite directors and his dream. Alejandro Jodorowsky, who more or less invented the midnight cinema in New York City with his fantastic – trip films: the classics “El Topo” and “The Holy Mountain,” decided… More JODOROWSKY – DUNE
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“Too late for fruit, too soon for flowers” Walter de la Mare I dreamed it was a dream. That you were gone.
NUDES 1967-2014 Big Nude acrylic on gessoed canvas
Klee, as a lover of lines, started drawing them sometimes in an ephemeral way, sometimes not. Klee’s creativity later on included “parallel figurations”; works he did during his “inner circle“: which means those works that are symbolic and universal in their intent and what I would name Esoteric Art: when the picture is conceived as… More Esoteric Klee – Goethe – (and me) part 2
Paul Klee’s humor was always a component of his poetic vision. Parallel to this; Goethe -one of Klees’s biggest influences – wrote in his diary “Humor is born when things slip outside the orbit of reason, and reason lets itself be teased by them”.
“….Forever journeys on golden avenues….”
“You just need to get a little more crazy” “Dance, dance, otherwise we are lost” “I’m not so interested in how they move as in what moves them”
Come Beloved I will savor you with joy. You will dream of me tonight. ……. Come We shall dine at the site of my soul. An extract of the poem by Eunice Odio, “Possesion in the dream” —————————————— Ven Amado Te probaré con alegría. Tu soñarás conmigo esta noche. ………. Ven Comeremos en el… More Possesion in the dream – Eunice Odio
Do you like to get intimate with fear ? Do you like to feel disappointed? Normally I would said no. I’d usually ran away from fear and I would hate to feel disappointed. Within almost four decades I have had certain moments where pain, difficulty and misery have affected me somehow. After the death of… More Nothing is what I thought
That’s what Duchamp said in a recent publication of interviews Calvin Tomkins did in the ’60’s. When I was talking to a friend the other night he mentioned he’s interested and currently investigating the moment or lapse that happens immediately after listening to inspiring music and the visualization of that moment before the mind intervenes. I find… More “Learning How to Forget” : Master Duchamp
Worth sharing just a few images of a great show at the Guggenheim. Using mostly Painting as a medium, here he represents the human environment and cultural references. This paintings, photographs and works in paper are mainly monochrome and large. His work is passionate and very inspiring; he is definitely one of the great painters… More Christopher Wool at Guggenheim
When I consider the brief span of my life absorbed into the eternity which comes before and after—memoria hospitis unius diei praetereuntis—the small space I occupy and which I see swallowed up in the infinite immensity of spaces of which I know nothing and which know nothing of me, I take fright and am amazed… More here rather than there
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Anaïs Nin: “Oh, Henry, I want to know what you want to know. I want my life to match your life”. ……!!!!