Friday, December 24, 2010

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Gifts Assassin


This Christmas, the Murderess has decided to be ultra generous. Be generous enough to spare to give a small part of itself to every relative, friend and friend.

And now, just for the fun of ruining them each the "pleasure" of surprise, here it its own list of gifts among the most gruesome and compromising that you can never expect from the most faithful of your enemies.

For Anthony my courage, to take a position and keep it going until the end.
A Ina my cynicism, to emancipate themselves from the madness of an emotional tyranny.
A Stefano my brain, not to let anyone make you feel stupid.
A Serena all my words, not to feel alone anymore.
A Novella my patience, to overcome the anxiety as it works to take its share of happiness.
A Stefania my anger to burn what can not be adjusted.
For Antonella my belly, to keep the things you eat.
A Simone my tongue, giving voice to his heart.
For Angelo my heart, to put it back together and keep it away from me ... waiting for better days.

A Manuela my eyes, to be able to see beautiful and precious.
A Rosanna my best smile, to let me go.
A Laura my slowness, to enjoy the scenery during the trip.

A Giuliana my pride, to recognize its value.
A Isha a piece you like, as a reward for teaching me to be with women.
A Cristina my lips, to remedy forever with a kiss ever given.
For Agata my hands, to continue where I stopped.
the few remaining readers of this blog my poor memory, to forget in a hurry.

A those who forgot a gift, to spend next Christmas.

Obviously, we do not accept change. Good Black Christmas to all.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

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Gustav Klimt

Hope I, II
(1903, 1907)

La presentazione al public Hope I was on the occasion of Kunstschau of 1909, six years after its creation: the Vienna right-thinking person would hardly be accepted as a rough, and this consideration dall'esporre deterred the artist's work at his exhibition personnel organized in 1903 by secession, prudence clearly justified, given that his first owner, the industrialist Fritz Wärndorfer, financier of the Wiener Werkstätte , he kept covered to prevent scandals. Klimt has accustomed us to disturbing female characters, with the morbid atmosphere, but this goes in a clear manner in the direction of a reversal of values positive traditional, expected from the title and subject. Hope is allegorically represented in the figure of a young pregnant woman, completely naked, supposedly full of promise and a future image that hints at the same time intimate encounter took place in and out of her. Meeting of love from which it arose that her body now contains in its, tradition dictates that the soft warm, opulent, a poetic exaltation of female flesh, soft ground of expectation and wonder. Here we do not find any of this. The woman is a thin and pale unhealthy: under a mass of red hair, the face looks bony, prominent cheekbones, eyes rimmed, her lips tightened. Breast is small and slightly lowered, arms and legs are thin, even dug the buttocks. On the whole show a disproportionately prominent belly, lifted from the position profile, foreign to the rest of the body. The woman picks up her arms around his breast, clasps his hands in a gesture of protection and defense and not in the usual pose of future mothers, who support his hands on his belly in an act of spontaneous stroke. The head is turned, the sky-blue eyes focused on the observer, the serious expression, the nakedness of the pubis exposed, if not performed. Motherhood sweetness that does not know this, but that is pervaded by a vague sense of unease, denounced the irregularities that are perceived in the body, gesture, in her eyes. Behind her, on the silken ripple of precious colored fabrics, three looming presences, female faces, more or less deformed, and a skull up to the cloud of red hair of the woman: "demons of life" to Ludwig Hevesi, dark threats the life of the unborn child, but not entirely unrelated to the same mother, who ambiguously wears a crown of white flowers, a symbol of purity, a flaming foliage, typical of Klimt's women-sirens. His dark presence, which recall those of a painting of a few years earlier, Love of 1895 (a cross between the theme of Vanitas and that of ages of man, addressed in 1905 with the famous work The three stages of life), could represent the Fates, in solemn position of waiting before starting to weave the thread of life of the unborn child, a life is certainly not easy, not of joy but of anxiety and discomfort . But to await the birth of the child is also a black monster, the serpent's tail, a "big eater" who takes in a string ankles of the mother, towards its belly horrible clawed paw. The head of the monster a row of small white flowers: a metamorphosis, a harbinger of the transformation of the unconscious woman? In a rather curious, this figure seems to anticipate a few years of the Great Mother archetype of Jung (1912): on one hand the positive pole of femininity which embodies fertility, nourishment, protection (good mother), on the other the negative: the abyss, the secret, the dark, the world of the dead, what seduces, eats, gas (bad mother), the symbol of restlessness and shadows of the unconscious. The skull hanging over the head of the woman, with her own inclination, suggests a disturbing parallel, which can not be accidental. Ludwig Hevesi, who knew from near Klimt and his ideas, speaks of "symbolic painting, modern version of the pattern from Albrecht Dürer in The Knight, Death and the Devil among the most famous works and best known of the sixteenth century German, where, following an idea of \u200b\u200bErasmus of Rotterdam, Dürer represented a monumental Christian knight who proceeds by ignoring the death (with hourglass in hand) and the devil who is approaching from behind, holding a pike. In any case, designed in the Viennese Secession in a climate of general emancipation, Klimt's work might be read as an attack on the mentality of the conservative and respectable Viennese society at the time, scandalous in the topic, painful compression - in a vertical format - more disturbing figures traits. Stylistically its infancy stage "gold" and followed the trip to Ravenna of 1903, the painting has a deep accent which anticipates the typical features of expression: in the head by a deformed face in the top left, a young artist and desperate, discovered by the same Klimt, find a source of inspiration which will be his distinctive stylistic: Egon Schiele.


Four years later, takes up the theme with Klimt Hope II , accompanied by the subtitle Vision, fruitfulness, legend. A Copernican revolution is absolutely antithetical to a vision of motherhood, apparently. The canvas is square in shape, typical of the years the maturity of the artist, as is the typical background of gold dots, which nullifies the perception of real physical space by placing the figure in a setting "cosmic" to be used with the famous Kiss the same period. The figure of the mother is in a central location, unique character, an attitude of suspension: the face in profile, looking down on her stomach, her breasts exposed but the body is wrapped in fine fabrics arabesque, a mosaic composed of the precious pieces that denounce the 'encounter with the gold and glass paste mosaics of Ravenna. The right hand is raised slightly, as measured with a gesture to mark the words of a silent dialogue between mother and son. The gold background, the colors on, the sweet and meditative attitude of the mother are as far removed as can be the first version of this theme. But when you look down at the bottom of the painting turns out some elements that lead back to the work of 1903: among the arabesques apparel three women, an attitude of sorrowful prayer, head bowed, eyes closed, hands raised to take the face. And again, going back on their mother's womb, here you find a skull suspended without warning, just resting, as it were, reduced to mere decoration but evident. The figure, built largely of stones with floral dall'incastro stylized, it loses its strength, especially its psychological dimension, meditation demurely. A vision of motherhood, therefore, less desperate, less disturbing, but always permeated by the dark presence of an inescapable destiny, an omen of impending ill, and a poignant beauty in which the "melancholy harmonies of pale colors, ashen, pearls" ( Argan) are mixed with vivid flashes of gold, silver, gems, enamel. Precious art, pagan, symbolic of the Klimt, crossing the beautiful and bloodless Byzantine art in a season with the limits of the end of an era, after which it will be the Vanguards to trace the path of a new civilization. Exhibited in 1909 at Kunstschau alongside works by Egon Schiele, Hope II observers showed her apparently with the female figures of the latter, brown, pale and wan, highlighting the power of dialogue between the two protagonists Vienna Secession.


My comment:

Splendido this post, and admirably detailed exposure analysis and designers feelings. Attention to aesthetic and ideal of the period. The Wiener Werkstätte was inspired by the English Arts & Crafts, Morris Ruskin. I keep strictly different issues of The Studio in 1909 and have those that refer to Kunstschau. Symbolism, the key word, symbol of the prominent belly to win the stage and looks to the left border of the visual looks to the past ... the inspiration, the unconscious, Dante Gabriel Rossetti and the Pre-Raphaelites ... A dreamlike lyrical and poetic. Freud's The Interpretation of Dreams was published in German in 1899, the black wings of the eater, black Klimt could be the death of the gravedigger (year 1890) by Carlos Schwabe .. the poetry of Mallarme and Emile Verhaeren. Thanks for the inspiration.
And much much more.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

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from Modus Vivendi of the Harbour Zygmunt Bauman

Caravans - Marco Polo

A fundamental, Bauman, along with Augé and Le Goff, the stamp of his illuminating definition of "liquid" modernity.
liquid and without real substance, as ephemeral space of writing, indeed no sign now. Writing requires a tangible, these are words fade.
"Fear leads us to a defensive attitude. Once made, the immediacy and gives substance to their fear. They are our reactions that transform the dark omens in everyday realities, and makes the word flesh."

to memorize the chapter "The utopia in the age of uncertainty" on pg. 107 (thought to be fast and intense Thomas two ideals ... Moro and Campanella)
"The clock is ticking and the trick is to ride the wave. If you drown, you continue to surf, and this means changing your wardrobe, furniture, upholstery, appearance and habits - in short yourself - as often as possible ...

... By now the most popular game of the moment is called the run. From the semantic point of view, the flight is exactly the opposite of utopia, but from the psychological point of view is in the present circumstances, his only substitute available ... for your concern and your efforts to do is to just focus on the struggle to avoid losing ... at least try to stay between hunters, because the only alternative you have is to find among the prey ..

Marco Polo speaks through Italo Calvino in Invisible Cities .
"Hell of the living is not something that will, if there is one, is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways for non- suffer. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part the point of no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and to recognize who and what, in the middle of hell, is not hell, then make them endure, give them space. "



Sunday, December 12, 2010

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"Arturo" Congress ANPI Cassano d'Adda

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

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Italian exhibition of Le Corbusier (1963)

...." It has the best poet on the dreamer" ...
Le Corbusier press conference in Florence
with, among others, the architect Ricci ( Rome, 1918 - Venice, September 29, 1994 ) I saw and heard, along with Leoncilli Massi (student Quaroni )
in November 1990, the lecture was attended by Giovanni Michelucci (Pistoia, January 2, 1891 - Florence, December 31, 1990)



Sun, Space, Green e. .. Modulor


On modulor:
http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Modulor


References:
http://www.wikiartpedia .org / index.php? title = Le_Corbusier

Bibliography:

Le Corbusier, Francesco Tentori, Rosario De Simone, Edizione Laterza, Bari 1985.
History of 'modern architecture, Leonardo Benevolo Edition Yale University Press, 1973.
History of 'modern architecture, Kenneth Frampton, Zanichelli, 1993
Towards an Architecture, Le Corbusier (With this book, published in 1923 and first published in Italy by Longanesi in 1973), Le Corbusier started his vehement dialogue with the public ... )
The modulor modulor + 2, Le Corbusier, Editor, Human Hair, 2004
The men's house, Jaca Book, 1985
Espagne, Carnets, Mondadori Electa, 2001
way of thinking about urban planning, published by Laterza
Le Corbusier, The Poetics of Machine and metaphor, Alexander Tzonis
Le Corbusier, Jean-Louis Cohen, Taschen, 2005
writings, Le Corbusier, Einaudi, 2003 .
When the cathedrals were white. Publisher: Marinotti, 2003.


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Diego Valeri - site Viadellebelledonne


Bibliographical Profile:
List Written:

from the first collection of poetry Calle wind :

there is always a little wind
ALL HOURS OF EACH SEASON:
A BREATH AT LEAST ONE BREATH.
HERE TO THIRTY YEARS STO ME, I live.
And day after day I write


Diego Valeri, poet and essayist (Piove di Sacco, January 25, 1887 - Rome, November 27, 1976)

L 'Absence


There, carved in the air, your sweet

shape of a woman, a vacuum

pounding of you, as the motionless

silence after a lost voice.



***


Flower nothing


When you opens up, flower

divine, lost is the time

outside night and day,

the air has no color,

all is lost around.

You alone are, divine

flower of nothingness, love.


(Time and Poetry, Mondadori)

***

River


The river which is faint at its mouth,

s'incenera the night and melts

dead in the darkness, the faint voice

of the wind in the grass ... slimy Heart

of love and what has been pain

most will not.


***


The child and the poet


- World, world gold

I'm your little king.

How beautiful and good,

everything was done for me.

While I move a step

flowers at my feet on the ground.

picks up a stone

and behold, it becomes a gem.

World sweet world

I'm your little king.

Giro, Tour round:

all the joy for me.

- Baby, baby beautiful

'm your brother.

Let me a little

in your beloved game!

I know your magic:

is poetry.


(The bell, poems for children)


***



Friday, November 19, 2010

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Dreamers of Words - The Poetics of Reverie - Imaginary and Immaginale


The Poetics of Reverie
Gaston Bachelard
Editions Daedalus 1993


... "Childhood is the well being" .. . The well is an archetype, a heavier image for the human soul ...

Juan Ramon Jimenez (Platero et moi, trans. Ed. Seghers, p.64) writes: . A dreamer of words can not pass such a reverie without notice it ...
.. Reverie on staff meetings and places of ether ..:
.. what is the virtual world .. ... Is a bit 'like being in charge of a goal by having a daily treatment of a bus .. the same hours, same connections, same crowd, same faces .. sometimes unbearable odors, sometimes sensual flirting, others sometimes annoying skin .. then happen to engage in edifying conversations with the stranger that goes half way and I hope to see tomorrow, or take for certain that you are getting the right people are perfect for dreaming, then you realize that you were asleep with his head at the window ... it was now tarnished and had lost all the stops ...
on Bachelard and his poetic

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

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history as the expectation of a future


Wednesday, November 3, 2010

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Lavoiser - Carlos de Oliveira - Portuguese neorealism





Lavoiser

In the poem,
variable nature of words, nothing is lost
or creates
everything changes:
each poem in its
Profile
uncertain and calligraphy, is already dreaming
another form.

If poetry
assess any
its oscillation
inner
crystallized
another movement
thinner
that of the structure
which generate
millennia later
these imaginary flowers
calcareous
would
its micro rigor.

The bird, its anatomy
fast, full shape in a hurry, which condenses
just enough to be visible in the sky, without harming
;
other model Flights: clouds;
and light wind, leaves
now, astonished,
spreads its wings in the desert of the table;
try to cry out to the fake birds
that death is different:
cross the sky with a whisper of sweetness
and disappear.

The first form is still
elastic
other harden in the air, more angular, but they all weigh
,
developing laws of fall:
and fall; serious;
reduced to space of weight;
the flight is the unique abstract
or rather, the metaphor of the wings, which implies
things for hours without laws;
but the plural, the flights, no, make
forms clear,
the limit to their opacity;
and each pulse in the air, the weight back
bodies
of flight:
flights are returning.

Carlos de Oliveira " Lavoiser" by lado Sobre or Esquerdo
by Pessoa Oliveira
Modern Portuguese poetry
by Giuseppe Tavani
Modernism, Surrealism, Neo-realism
1973 Academy Ed

Link to Oliveira and poetry Portuguese



Wednesday, October 20, 2010

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Almost - Surrealism Portuguese



Carlo Carrà - Interventionist Demonstration -1914
more info on carts from the website:

Almost

A little sun - and I was grilled,

a little more blue - I was there.

to succeed, I missed a wing beat ...

If I could stay here ...



fright or peace? No. .. all gone

ingannator below sea-foam;

and awakened the dream in the mist,

the big dream - sadly - almost lived ...



Almost love, triumph and almost flame

almost the beginning and end - almost expansion ...

But all my soul is poured out ...

Meanwhile nothing was just an illusion!



Everything had a beginning ... and it's all wrong ...

- Oh the pain of being almost infinite ... -

I among others I missed, I missed me,

wing who ran but did not fly ...



moments of soul I dissipai ...

Temples never an altar where no positive ...

Rivers lost to the sea without ...

anxieties that were not but that I fixed ...



If I digress, I only clues ...

spinners towards the sun - I see them closed;

hands of a hero, without faith, invilite,

put grates over the cliffs ...



In momentum spread of languor,

all taken and possessed nothing ...

Today me, there is the disappointment of

things that I kissed but did not live ...



....................................... ........

............................................. ..

A little sun - and I would be grilled,

a little more than blue - and I would be there.

to succeed, I missed a bird's wing ...

If I could stay here ...

Mario de Sa-Carneiro N. Lisbon 05.19.1890, M, suicide, Paris 26.04.1916


(Poetry comes from dispersion 1914)

From a Oliveria Pessoa - Portuguese Modern Poetry "Modernism, Surrealism, Neo-realism" ed.Accademia 1973. I ed. pag.119
by Giuseppe Tavani


Notes From Mario de Sa-Carneiro
... Friend devout admirer of Pessoa, his poetry (which shut themselves entirely within the short span of four years: 1913-16) was born from the sign of a decaying symbolism and assimilates instantly
pessoana the lesson, which he channeled within the canons of prosodic and rhythmic and interprets Symbolist
in key delirious extravagance and hypersensitivity hallucinated into which the Futurist Marinetti and the dreamlike visions of Walt Whitman and Picasso ... "

Friday, July 2, 2010

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Arturo Ancona ... Arturo

Friday, June 25, the Feast ANPI National d'Ancona.
"Arturo" was presented during the cycle of video evidence of memory. About forty
video submitted and screened during the four days of celebration ... that compose the foundation stone of a project on evidence that is organizing the National Anpi view "new era".
in Ancona further evidence was gathered,
word "work in progress" and "Arthur" was ...!


http://lombardia.anpi.it/media/blogs/lombardia/Unita-01_07_10.pdf

Saturday, June 26, 2010

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Women dissolute


"I am a loose woman, yes, because I want to use sex as a means to find what everyone is looking for: confirmations, pleasure, self-esteem and ultimately love and affection. What's in this disease? If you want to put a name please, do not care. But know that what I'm actually a nymph, a dryad, a nymph, simply. "

(Valerie Tasso, Diary of a Sex Addict)

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

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A moment



Listening to music after lunch. On the day of my birthday.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

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Still


Let.
die of what I feel and still inflates the lungs, which at every moment of life still makes me fall face down on the earth's still here and now. That helps me get up, and are still traveling. Plan that provides your name each time the ear is still you, even us. Again. Again. Again. I love you.

Look at me. Rim
every drop of pleasure on your warm skin, along the edge of a forest velvet. Let me touch the electric spark that will shake the soul, the mouth that swallows whoever eats. Wait it gets too before you say "still."


Wednesday, April 7, 2010

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Friday, February 19, 2010

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Agua En

The last dedication.

dry sand.
Warm sun on my face.
In your eyes
the fiction of my eyes
elsewhere.

Let
where I've found
beautiful girls
sisters crazy
wise friend
mothers bitches
insecure women
wild harpies
loves
untreated girls with an ax.

always half naked with no memory

or mercy. Needless

be honest
better mute.
never chaste.

And our glories
in the toilet.

dry sand.
Warm sun on my face.


Running water that washes us and blesses us
no loser. Your

teacher says?

Sun divided.

Under the anger
a new smile.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

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"ARTURO" at the high school Vittorini

9:00 am Saturday, Feb. 6 at the Liceo Scientifico Elio Vittorini. Via Donati 5. Milan.
2010 Co-management
Screening of "Arthur" Oltrepò Pavese, Milan, Dongo.
Ivano Tajetti speeches. ANPI Barona and Partisan, Dina Croce.
.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

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Like the light that smokes
space steam
between our lips.

As your smell runny
between my toes,
and shakes.


As the winter that kills the leaves
to save the tree

or rain

the ashes of a burned forest.

So you're
cruel and indispensable
normal and unique,
tiny and cumbersome.

No reason
them alternatives.

Still far away.
Too close.

never mine.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

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The House of Winter

has a special silence and a time


eternal waiting that can hurt.
Here lives a rose
that feeds on love:
her, that looks like you like anything,
needs your warmth.

House Autumn
light sleep over every leaf
lying on the grass like a cloth.
not sleep but instead wants
to touch the rose
and I wait in the doorway
his sister and my wife.

The house in Spring
has no walls,
my love, no barrier

and everything is as you see it:

the sky in celebration
and the grass under your feet.
The rose window at
has a new color,
her, that love is a teacher and his

has the same smell your smell.

the summer house
is only light that you do not see

you, people who do not love;
you who do not believe

that a rose has a home for all

and if a man marries a

and that the bride is you.