Friday, January 8, 2010

c'est bien ça...







Un amateur c’est quelqu’un qu'aime

Chemin/Action



Chemin De Fer

Alone on the railroad track
I walked with pounding heart.
The ties were too close together
or maybe too far apart.

The scenery was impoverished:
scrub-pine and oak; beyond
its mingled gray-green foliage
I saw the little pond

where the dirty old hermit lives,
lie like an old tear
holding onto its injuries
lucidly year after year.

The hermit shot off his shot-gun
and the tree by his cabin shook.
Over the pond went a ripple
The pet hen went chook-chook.

"Love should be put into action!"
screamed the old hermit.
Across the pond an echo
tried and tried to confirm it.

Elizabeth Bishop

zenith of asceticism and precision






“All artists live in exile of one kind or another”

more to know here

Oh, no !

SOMEONE ELSE SAID …
"When you're over 50 you can still do all the things you did when you were 17 if you don't mind making an idiot of yourself."
(Anon)

a prayer

Prayer – Carol Ann Duffy

Some days, although we cannot pray, a prayer
utters itself. So, a woman will lift
her head from the sieve of her hands and stare
at the minims sung by a tree, a sudden gift.

Some nights, although we are faithless, the truth
enters our hearts, that small familiar pain;
then a man will stand stock-still, hearing his youth
in the distant Latin chanting of a train.

Pray for us now. Grade 1 piano scales
console the lodger looking out across
a Midlands town. Then dusk, and someone calls
a child’s name as though they named their loss.

Darkness outside. Inside, the radio’s prayer -
Rockall. Malin. Dogger. Finisterre.

Carol Ann Duffy (1955-)
From Mean Time (Anvil, 1993)

Thursday, January 7, 2010

paraíso


The fall of man
Hendrik Goltzius (January or February 1558 - January 1, 1617, Haarlem)


Tudo era perfeito como um quadro,
nada se movia do seu sitio designado,
todas as personagens cumpriam o seu papel.
Assim era o paraíso,
fechado por abandono, nunca mais reocupado.

Queens


El Greco (1541-1614), El Greco (1541-1614), Coronacion de la Virgen

Penso que o nível de civilização de uma sociedade, pode bem ser medido pela forma como as suas meninas e mulheres são por ela tratadas.

I think the level of civilization of a particular society, can be measured by the way it treats its girls and women.

Eris

Eristic
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Eristic, from the ancient Greek word Eris meaning wrangle or strife, often refers to a type of dialogue or argument where the participants do not have any reasonable goal. The aim is to win the argument, not to potentially discover a true or probable answer to any specific question or topic. Eristic dialogue is arguing for the sake of conflict as opposed to the seeking of truth.

Why do most politicians talk seem to fall into this category ?


The Wedding of Peleus and Thetis (detail)
1593
Oil on canvas
Frans Halsmuseum, Haarlem


The most famous tale of Eris recounts her initiating the Trojan War. The goddesses Hera, Athena and Aphrodite had been invited along with the rest of Olympus to the forced wedding of Peleus and Thetis, who would become the parents of Achilles, but Eris had been snubbed because of her troublemaking inclinations.
She therefore (in a fragment from the Kypria as part of a plan hatched by Zeus and Themis) tossed into the party the Apple of Discord, a golden apple inscribed Kallisti – "For the most beautiful one", or "To the Fairest One" – provoking the goddesses to begin quarreling about the appropriate recipient. The hapless Paris, Prince of Troy, was appointed to select the most beautiful by Zeus. Each of the three goddesses immediately attempted to bribe Paris to choose her. Hera offered political power; Athena promised skill in battle; and Aphrodite tempted him with the most beautiful woman in the world: Helen, wife of Menelaus of Sparta. While Greek culture placed a greater emphasis on prowess and power, Paris chose to award the apple to Aphrodite, thereby dooming his city, which was destroyed in the war that ensued.

leveza













Tudo aqui

Jupiter y Antiope


Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres - Jupiter y Antiope

on becoming fifty soon...

"The evening's the best part of the day. You've done your day's work. Now you can put your feet up and enjoy it."
— Kazuo Ishiguro (The Remains of the Day)

Wild geese



I have a yoga book, that suggests that when relaxing, one should picture oneself as flying amongst a flock of wild geese


Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting--
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

The Monument by Elizabeth Bishop



The Monument by Elizabeth Bishop

Michael Stipe is 50 like I'm gonna be...

Cesariny vs Pessoa



Um Cesariny "gamado" de Pessoa...este tem qualquer coisa de pedrada atirada contra a elegância hierática da fonte.

Faz-me o favor

Faz-me o favor de não dizer absolutamente nada!
Supor o que dirá
Tua boca velada
É ouvir-te já.

É ouvir-te melhor
Do que o dirias.
O que és nao vem à flor
Das caras e dos dias.

Tu és melhor -- muito melhor!
Do que tu. Não digas nada. Sê
Alma do corpo nu
Que do espelho se vê.

Mário Cesariny

Não: não digas nada!

Não: não digas nada!
Supor o que dirá
A tua boca velada
É ouvi-lo já
É ouvi-lo melhor
Do que o dirias.
O que és não vem à flor
Das frases e dos dias.

És melhor do que tu.
Não digas nada: sê!
Graça do corpo nu
Que invisível se vê.

Fernando Pessoa

(sati)

Sati
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Sati may refer to:
Sati is a mental state that relives an event from the past exactly word after word, emotion after emotion in the present. Pali / English dictionary gives the meaning; memory, recognition, consciousness, intentness of mind, wakefulness, mindfulness, self consciousness, conscience, self possession, lucidity of mind.
Mindfulness (Pali). In Buddhism the word ‘Sati’ usually carries the meaning of awareness or skillful attentiveness
An alternative name for Hindu goddess Dakshayani, Shiva's first wife
Sati (practice), a hindu tradition of the immolation of a widow on her husband's funeral pyre
Bhai Sati Das, one of the greatest martyrs in Sikh history.
School of mindfulness meditation established by John Garrie Rōshi
An alternate spelling of Satis in Egyptian mythology
Sati, a character in the film The Matrix Revolutions
Sati, a novel by Christopher Pike
Sati (film) , 1989 Bengali film directed by Aparna Sen and starring Shabana Azmi
Violeta "Sati" Jurkonienė, a Lithuanian singer
See also: Satis and Sat (Sanskrit)

Sati






Nandalal Bose

Mahatma Gandhi used to call Rabindranath Tagore 'Gurudev'. To Tagore Gandhiji was 'Bapu'. They were great friends and they respected each other. Once their conversation got heated and it disturbed the peaceful atmosphere of Visvabharati, an institution that Tagore had nourished. Some were on Tagore's side, some were on the side of Bapu.

At that time one of the devotees of Gandhiji tried to provoke the painter Nandalal Bose. When he was repeatedly asked, 'On whose side are you?' Nandalal Bose replied I am an artist; if you ask me which color I like most, what can I say? I like all the colors. I like both Gandhiji and Tagore. They are like the two eyes of our country. There is no question of choosing between them."

The new Pre-Raphaelites







"Sunil Gupta was born in Delhi, India, in 1953. Growing up watching Bollywood films in all their glorious colour, he later moved to Canada with his family, where his growing interest in photography was fuelled by Montreal art cinema. Sunil currently lives in London, and has worked as a video maker, photographer, curator, writer, administrator and academic."

More here

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Luminous flux


Luminous flux
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

In photometry, luminous flux or luminous power is the measure of the perceived power of light. It differs from radiant flux, the measure of the total power of light emitted, in that luminous flux is adjusted to reflect the varying sensitivity of the human eye to different wavelengths of light.

I think that what we bloggers try to do is to create a luminous flux...Hope it works.
(Thank you, one and all !)

I will always love this song


Lhasa de Sela (September 27, 1972 – January 1, 2010)

another frame in time




Another day, another frame in time
Another portal to go through.
Something’s always lost, something’s always gained
Nothing and nobody stays the same.

River, cloud, sea, a flux them all.

Salvation


A Abertura do Quinto Selo (1608–1614, óleo, 225 × 193 cm., New York, Metropolitan Museum)

"The very subject is taken from the Book of Revelation (6:9-11), where the souls of persecuted martyrs cry out to God for justice upon their persecutors on earth. The ecstatic figure of St. John dominates the canvas, while behind him naked souls writhe in a chaotic storm of emotion as they receive white robes of salvation."

Monday, January 4, 2010

Life (just browsing...)


School of fish

Photo by Suneko's wife

found this beautiful photo here

many wonderful things happen by chance...

muitas coisas boas acontecem por acaso...

tas de belles choses arrivent par hasard...

Perfectly simple




THE THINGS
by Donald Hall

When I walk in my house I see pictures,
bought long ago, framed and hanging
—de Kooning, Arp, Laurencin, Henry Moore—
that I’ve cherished and stared at for years,
yet my eyes keep returning to the masters
of the trivial: a white stone perfectly round,
tiny lead models of baseball players, a cowbell,
a broken great-grandmother’s rocker,
a dead dog’s toy—valueless, unforgettable
detritus that my children will throw away
as I did my mother’s souvenirs of trips
with my dead father, Kodaks of kittens,
and bundles of cards from her mother Kate.


Read more: http://www.newyorker.com/fiction/poetry/2010/01/04/100104po_poem_hall?printable=true#ixzz0bekVxP7H

Don’t be afraid to be right

The river running fast, carrying lots of debris,
Bands of crows flying tangents over the water, then diving, swimming solemnly,
Fishermen returning from the nets on their fast boats, they all seem to say :

- Don’t be afraid to be right, even when everybody tries to prove you wrong.

A man with long white beard, peacefully eating his lunch under a tree,
The fado song coming out of his radio, my dog lying tired on the ground,
The people enjoying Sunday sun, the clouds in the sky, they all seem to say :

- Don’t be afraid to be right, even when everybody tries to prove you wrong.




I think this is a good example of fado, to know more please check the Wikipedia entry on it.
"The music is usually linked to the Portuguese word saudade (that has no match in English but it could be understood as nostalgia felt while missing something or someone important), a word describing a sentiment."

Não tenhas medo de estar certo




O rio que corre majestático, arrastando tudo o que ousa interpôr-se no seu curso,
Os bandos de corvos, que fazem tangentes sobre a água, mergulham e nadam solenes,
Os pescadores que voltam das redes nos seus barcos velozes, todos parecem dizer :

- Não tenhas medo de estar certo, mesmo quando todo o mundo te diz que estás errado.

O homem de compridas barbas brancas, que come tranquilo o seu almoço debaixo de uma árvore,
O fado que sai do seu rádio, o meu cão que se deixa caír cansado no chão,
Toda a gente que aproveita este sol de domingo, mesmo as nuvens no céu, todos parecem dizer :

- Não tenhas medo de estar certo, mesmo quando todo o mundo te diz que estás errado.