Showing posts with label Henri Matisse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Henri Matisse. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
a burguesia, sim senhor
Adoro a burguesia e não me via a afirmar isto publicamente nos meus heróicos e idos anos 70...aliás até esse século já se foi, como não haveria eu de ser outro ?!
Voltando à afirmação inicial : adoro a burguesia, a das luzes, a que participou na grande revolução francesa, aquela que quer queiramos quer não, ajudou a criar a Europa tal como a idealizamos, mesmo a América dos nossos sonhos…
Como andamos hoje tão longe destes valores e desta presença de espirito. Voltaremos algum dia à Terra ou continuaremos nesta vida virtual onde nos mantém ?
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Henri Matisse
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
conversation
(Tom Waits for Marianne Faithful)
Will you take me across the Channel,
London Bridge is falling down.
Strange a woman tries to save
What a man will try to drown.
And he's the rain that they predicted,
Its the forecast every time.
The rose has died because you picked it
And I believe that brandy's mine.
And all over the world
Strangers
Talk only about the weather.
All over the world
It's the same
It's the same
It's the same.
The world is getting flatter,
The sky is falling all around.
And nothing is the matter
For I never cry in town.
And a love like ours, my dear,
Is best measured when its down.
And I never buy umbrellas,
For there's always one around.
And all over the world Strangers Talk only about the weather. All over the world It's the same
It's the same
It's the same.
And you know that its beginning,
And you know that its the end
When once again we are strangers
And the fog comes rolling in.
And all over the world
Strangers
Talk only about the weather.
All over the world
It's the same
It's the same
It's the same.
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Friday, October 8, 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
stolen Pastoral
Thursday, April 8, 2010
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