Friday, July 9, 2010
medos
"Tememos a morte, sim. Mas nenhum medo é maior que aquele que sentimos da vida cheia, da vida vivida a todo o peito."
Jesusalém, Mia Couto, encontrado aqui : http://sem-avisos.blogspot.com/2010/07/dicionario-dos-medos.html
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
self taught
Rachel Freire is a London based designer with a background in fine art whose debut fashion collection was presented at London Fashion Week with On|Off in February 2009 at the Science Museum in London.
Already her work has been seen in publications such as Dazed and Confused, AnOther, Zink, Issue One, Sublime, Timeout London, Juxtapoz, Illustrated Ape, Art Business Today and Metro London.
Educated at Central Saint Martins, she graduated in 2006 with a BA in Theatre Design. Rachel is self taught in pattern cutting and tailoring and has never studied fashion. Her influences stem from her love of historical costume combined with futuristic imagery. Militaristic accents compliment the meticulous construction of each garment. Behind the dramatic silhouettes and decadent embellishments, the pieces are designed to be wearable, durable, feminine and flattering.
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'This London based designer certainly knows how to put on a show. As the final model exits the stage, I can’t wait to see her new designs....her fine art conceptual imagery and imaginative pieces are truly eye catching.'
-Fashion156.com
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'But it was Rachel Freire that took the breath away, with a debut fashion collection that featured sci-fi warrior queens, trussed up in beige body suits, with huge armour-like shrugs, leg bandages and the most wholeheartedly aggressive shoe boots that we have ever seen.'
-Metro
her site
Regeneration
David De Beyter, "Sans titre", 2008.
Liu Xiao Fang, "Le Nuage" de la série "Je me souviens" 2009
Savas Boyraz, "Sans titre". De la série "ben û sen", 2009.
found here
Labels:
photographes-de-demain
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
the buffoon
Let their lives come down in multiple colours
“Just for the applaud of common people
They tear themselves into pieces
Let their lives
Come down in multiple colours.”
found at Firecracking Poetry
by Errant Aesthete
Alguns dias são mais estranhos do que os outros, ontem levámos um corpo jovem a enterrar, uma mãe que partiu sem ver os filhos acabarem de crescer.
Junto à Igreja e ao cemitério, duvida-se da existência de Deus, trocam-se ditos espirituosos - aprende-se no fundo, a aceitar o jugo da morte. Mesmo que ainda não o sintas agora, mesmo que o teu corpo atraia as cobiças que a madurez lhe trouxe, que os teus olhos brilhem com a luz dos sonhos ainda por cumprir...
Ontem demos mais um passo no caminho da nossa morte - que esta certeza não nos detenha e nos impeça de fazer os nossos caminhos.
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