29 Abr 2009, 20:05SInce one of you, my dear Pandorians, suggested that I should keep the links of previously posted video links (on front page), I`m adding them here. If anyone of you has not seen them yet, I warmly recommend you spare few minutes ;D
1 Mar 2009, 20:54The stones of Naples - Out 30th March!
listen to the preview here!
if there`s someone who still hasn`t heard about Corde Oblique, here`s a perfect introduction:
23 Nov 2008, 12:41
link : Obit Magazine
24 Oct 2008, 7:53
Kathe Kollwitz and German Expressionist Printmaking
~To Shout In The Ruins~
(October 3, 1897 – December 24, 1982)
I remember so many things
So many evenings rooms walks rages
So many stops in worthless places
Where in spite of everything the spirit of mystery rose up
Like the cry of a blind child in a remote train depot..
22 Oct 2008, 10:00"Intelligent discontent is the mainspring of civilization.
Progress is born of agitation. It is agitation or stagnation."
- Eugene V. Debs
Civitas Veri sive Morum
(‘The City of Truth; or, Ethics’)
an allegorical recasting of Aristotle's Nichomachean Ethics.
Lovely Scans at Giornale Nuovo
20 Oct 2008, 20:31imprints of joy
Sojourns in the Parallel World
We live our lives of human passions,
cruelties, dreams, concepts,
crimes and the exercise of virtue
in and beside a world devoid
of our preoccupations, free
from apprehension--though affected,
certainly, by our actions. A world
parallel to our own though overlapping.
We call it "Nature"; only reluctantly
admitting ourselves to be "Nature" too.
Whenever we lose track of our own obsessions,
our self-concerns, because we drift for a minute,
an hour even, of pure (almost pure)
response to that insouciant life:
cloud, bird, fox, the flow of light, the dancing
pilgrimage of water, vast stillness
of spellbound ephemerae on a lit windowpane,
animal voices, mineral hum, wind
conversing with rain, ocean with rock, stuttering
of fire to coal--then something tethered
in us, hobbled like a donkey on its patch
of gnawed grass and thistles, breaks free.
No one discovers
just where we've been, when we're caught up again
into our own sphere (where we must
return, indeed, to evolve our destinies)
--but we have changed, a little.
14 Oct 2008, 21:34
12 Oct 2008, 20:31I live my life here as if I were entirely certain of a second life, as if for example I had entirely gotten over the failed time spent in Paris, since I will strive to return soon. Connected to this, the sight of the sharply divided light and shadow on the street paving.
For a moment I felt myself covered in armor.
How distant, for example, are the muscles of my arms..
~The diaries of Franz Kafka~
Igor Mukhin - Contemporary Russian Photography
12 Oct 2008, 9:25
être au monde
(to be in the world)
photographs by Isabelle Rozenbaum
introduced by Jim Casper
It is an amazing experience to open this stack of photos at random, and then to look at one card and then another. The dream-like connections that arise, as you go from one to the next, are simultaneously bizarre and understandable, horrifying and amusing. Certain images stick with you, others surprise you after you have looked at them for a second or third time. They are not simple images - they are rich, multi-layered, disturbing, and definitely dreamlike..more..
11 Oct 2008, 11:25Giovanni Battista Piranesi ~ Italian Neoclassical Engraver, 1720-1778
It is said that the first idea of the Prisons came to Piranesi in the delirium of fever. What is certain, however, is that this first idea was not the last; for some of the etchings exist in early states, in which many of the most characteristic and disquieting details of the Prisons we now know are lacking. From this it is to be inferred that the state of mind expressed by these etchings was, in Piranesi, chronic and in some sort normal. Fever may originally have suggested the Prisons; but in the years which elapsed between Piranesi’s first essays and the final publication of the plates, recurrent moods of confusion and acedia and angst must have been responsible for such obscure but, as we now see, indispensable symbols as the ropes, the aimless engines, the makeshift wooden stairs and bridges.
Piranesi`s complete graphic works