Frida Kahlo

Que todo pase en un instante, Ojala.

É quase isso, Frida. Só que com metralhadoras.

the absinthe drinker, 1901

Pablo Picasso

headphone:

"I am someone easy to leave"

"Even easier to forget"

A voice, if inaccurate

Again: "I'm the one they all run from"

Diatribes of clouded sun

Someone help me find the pause button

All these tapes in my head swirl around

Keeping my vibe down

All these thoughts in my head aren't my own

Wreaking havoc

"I'm too exhausting to be loved"

"A volatile chemical"

"Best to quarantine and cut off"

All these tapes in my head swirl around

Keeping my vibe down

All these thoughts in my head aren't my own

Wreaking havoc

"I'm but a thorn in your sweet side"

"You'd be better off without me"

"It'd be best to leave at once"

All these tapes in my head swirl around

Keeping my vibe down

All these thoughts in my head aren't my own

Wreaking havoc

Alanis - Tapes.

a la folie pas du tout

Feliz Dia Nacional das Artes

12 de agosto

Parabéns aos artistas e apreciadores.

Carlos Zilio

Atensão, 1976

Les amants, 1928

quando sonhamos demais e entendemos tudo errado.

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life/Try to make ends meet/You're a slave to money then you die/I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down/You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet yeah/No change, I can change/I can change, I can change/But I'm here in my mold/I am here in my mold/But I'm a million different people/from one day to the next/I can't change my mold/No, no, no, no, no/Well I never pray/But tonight I'm on my knees yeah/I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah/I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now/But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now/No change, I can change/I can change, I can change/But I'm here in my mold/I am here in my mold/And I'm a million different people/from one day to the next/I can't change my mold/No, no, no, no, no/I can't change/I can't change/'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life/Try to make ends meet/Try to find some money then you die/I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down/You know the one that takes you to the places/where all the things meet yeah/You know I can change, I can change/I can change, I can change/But I'm here in my mold/I am here in my mold/And I'm a million different people/from one day to the next/I can't change my mold/No, no, no, no, no/I can't change my mold/no, no, no, no, no/I can't change/Can't change my body/no, no, no/It justs sex and violence melody and silence/It justs sex and violence melody and silence/(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)/It justs sex and violence melody and silence/(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)/Been down/Ever been down/Ever been down/Ever been down/Ever been down/Have you ever been down?/Have you ever been down?/Have you ever been down?

the verve.

e Magritte.

qual é o point ? (ou: reclamando da vida - baixinho)

A cena a seguir se passa em um restaurante, mas nem sempre:





o que se pretende ao 'vociferar discretamente' contra um sistema que não lhe agrada e continuar sentado, comendo sua comida indesejada e reclamando num tom que somente seus amigos lhe ouçam? isto somente acaba com a paz da refeição e não permite que o seu alvo (o garçom, por exemplo) entenda do que você está falando e, portanto, ele não vai poder ajudá-lo a se sentir melhor.






e sem educação, até eu faço questão de não entender...

foto: arte de erwin wurm.