sexta-feira, 27 de fevereiro de 2009

Kubrick Archive


is as much about a film that never happened as it is a portrait of the chosen lead actress Johanna ter Steege. It begins with images of Johanna taken in 1993 by Stanley Kubrick - they are of the wardrobe shoot for the film Aryan Papers. Johanna was to play the lead role of Tania, a compelling character. Tania is central to the film: she is a Polish Jew trying to save herself and her family from the Nazis.

When we visited the Kubrick Archive, we were intrigued to look at the detailed research for a film that never made it into production. The amount of research is overwhelming and it seems to have overwhelmed Kubrick himself. The research left him very depressed and he abandoned the project.

The work takes its title from Kubrick’s film and, intercut between stills of Johanna, are images from the archive of specific scenes Kubrick wanted to recreate and images from the Ealing Studios Archive of interiors, shot in 1939/40. The film moves into live action with footage of Johanna filmed now, fifteen years later, where she appears to come to life, recreating stills from the original wardrobe shoot.”
By, ..And Horses Really Do Think

quinta-feira, 26 de fevereiro de 2009

Bosques de mi Mente

"For me is a way to explore concepts like minimalism, climax,
repetition, atmosphere, time, silence, stasis, noise,
musique concrÈte and many more...Music is art, a subjective
expression of reality, and as such it enriches everyone that listen,
so I think each form of art should be available for everyone,
and that's why my music is under Creative Commons licenses,
allowing you to download, share, copy and distribute it."

You can download it track-by-track or as a whole album,
but it is quite fluid from one track to the next so go ahead and get the whole thing
( here ).

e o Oscar vai para..

A colheita de 2008 foi para mim um mau ano cinematográfico! Pouco sumo para tanta parra. ( Felizmente, acho que vamos ter um 2009 melhor.)

Já houve um tempo em que cinema era coisa séria.
Fazer um filme significava a tentativa de explorar os limites da imagem, do texto e do contexto, instigando os espectadores à reflexão sobre a arte cinematográfica e não apenas sobre o filme em questão.
Hoje em dia faz-se cinema de qualquer coisa, de forma que a produção do filme, banalizada tanto em quantidade como em qualidade, tornou-se mais importante do que a própria arte cinematográfica.
Há tantos filmes, e tão pouco conteúdo.
Ir ao cinema é mais do que ver um filme, é admirar um milagre da técnica, é caminhar sobre a ténue linha que separa o real do fictício, o táctil do insondável...
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Este ano o "meu" Óscar vai para os Libertinos

quarta-feira, 25 de fevereiro de 2009

terça-feira, 17 de fevereiro de 2009

Kalle Gustafsson

Kalle Gustafsson is a photographer from Stockholm, Sweden
ho has made stunning forays into the ever-burgeoning world
of fashion photography. But her travel photographs (examples below)
are what I find most appealing.

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I want to see..

"Love is preposterous and a lie. That doesn't mean it's a lie to you. In other words,
you may think you're in love with another person, but really, what you love about
that person tends to be what you project upon that person, and what you love in
them that you feel you lack yourself."
- James Gray
Directed by James Gray
2008, 110 minutes, U.S.A.

Christoph-Hilse

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inside of my head, on repeat, on repeat..


"Eu não tinha este rosto de hoje, assim calmo, assim magro, assim triste, nem
estes olhos tão vazios, nem o lábio amargo.
Eu não tinha estas mãos sem força, tão paradas e frias e mortas, eu não tinha
este coração que nem se mostra.
Eu não dei por esta mudança, tão simples, tão certa, tão fácil.
Em que espelho ficou perdida a minha face?"
Cecília Meirelles

Viajar!

(...)Por a alma não ter raízes
De viver de ver somente!
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Não pertencer nem a mim!
Ir em frente, ir a seguir
A ausência de ter um fim,
E a ânsia de o conseguir!
.
Viajar assim é viagem.
Mas faço-o sem ter de meu
Mais que o sonho da passagem.
O resto é só terra e céu.
.
Fernando Pessoa
Mar

Nunca conseguiu viver longe do mar. A sua adolescência
ficara cheia de dunas e de camarinhas, de falésias e
águias, de tempestades, de nomes de barcos e de peixes; de
aves e de luz coalhada à roda duma ilha.

Conhecera a ansiedade daqueles que, ao entardecer, olham
meio cegos a vastidão incendiada do oceano - e ninguém sabe
se esperam alguma coisa, alguma revelação, ou se estão ali
sentados, apenas, para morrer.

Aprendera, também, que o mar, aquele mar - tarde ou cedo —
só existiria dentro de si: como uma dor afiada, como um
vestígio qualquer a que nos agarramos para suportar a
melancólica travessia do mundo.

Depois, partiu para longe. E durante anos recordou, em
sonhos, o mar avistado pela última vez ao fundo das ruas.

Procurou-o sempre por onde andou, obsessivamente
— mas nunca chegou a encontrá-lo. (...)

Al Berto, O Anjo Mudo


Untitled series by David Schoerner.

sábado, 14 de fevereiro de 2009

quinta-feira, 12 de fevereiro de 2009

Beautiful drawings and paintings by Claire Scully.
How many birds do you see here?
Bluebird
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there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pur whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?
.
Charles Bukowski







review..


The Pillow Book
S'éveille-telle en lui
Déloge l'homme en lui

Un ange vole
Un ange vole

...Beau...

Se love-t-elle en lui
Furtive elle en lui

Un homme change
Un homme change

...Etrange...
Parfait mélange

S'échange -t-il d'aile en elle
Un homme sombre change en elle

Un ange bombe
Un ange blonde

...Dérange...
Doux... parfait mélange...

Sexe d'un ange


Hurt

Hurt
.
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
.
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
.
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
.
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
.
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
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Michael Trent Reznor
"Stealing is wrong regardless of whether you are poor or not."

“Mom, I want to have a birthday party this year. Maybe that way I might get some friends.”


“I don’t date just anyone who asks.”

“Why can’t I follow my own dreams? I don’t want to be like everyone else.”


'A noiva estava preciosa' é uma comovente reportagem fotográfica,

onde

Katie Kirkpatrick em estado terminal realiza o seu desejo de se casar antes da sua morte.

review, again, review, again, review..

I do not get tired ,
too much, beauty!
Andrei Tarkosvky
clips at youtube

Thank you for it, RIP Esbjörn

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Music
.
Take me by the hand;
it's so easy for you, Angel,
for you are the road
even while being immobile.
.
You see, I'm scared no one
here will look for me again;
I couldn't make use of
whatever was given,
.
so they abandoned me.
At first the solitude
charmed me like a prelude,
but so much music wounded me.
.
Rainer Maria Rilke (tradução inglesa de A. Poulin)
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segunda-feira, 9 de fevereiro de 2009

O que estou á espera..

A ultima maravilha em comédia vinda do frio.

trailer: Du levande