Luci colori superfici nel cinema di Kieślowski

Luci colori superfici nel cinema di Kieślowski

Cinema of Pre-predication: On Stan Brakhage and the Phenomenology of Maurice Merleau-Ponty

http://www.sensesofcinema.com/2007/feature-articles/brakhage-merleau-ponty/

André Kertész, sulla fotografia

Seeing is not enough; you have to feel what you photograph. Everything is a subject. Every subject has a rhythm. To feel it is the raison d’être. The photograph is a fixed moment of such a raison d’être, which lives on in itself

Washington Square Park, André Kertész

Minor White, Studies on movement, N. 56

Drain you, Federico Bebber

Under The Big Black Sun

http://www.moca.org/black_sun/

Everybody knows (Leonard Cohen)

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded

Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed

Everybody knows that the war is over

Everybody knows the good guys lost

Everybody knows the fight was fixed

The poor stay poor, the rich get rich

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking

Everybody knows that the captain lied

Everybody got this broken feeling

Like their father or their dog just died

Everybody talking to their pockets

Everybody wants a box of chocolates

And a long stem rose

Everybody knows

Everybody knows that you love me baby

Everybody knows that you really do

Everybody knows that youve been faithful

Ah give or take a night or two

Everybody knows youve been discreet

But there were so many people you just had to meet

Without your clothes

And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows

And everybody knows that it's now or never

Everybody knows that it's me or you

And everybody knows that you live forever

Ah when youve done a line or two

Everybody knows the deal is rotten

Old black Joe's still pickin cotton

For your ribbons and bows

And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the plague is coming

Everybody knows that it's moving fast

Everybody knows that the naked man and woman

Are just a shining artifact of the past

Everybody knows the scene is dead

But theres gonna be a meter on your bed

That will disclose

What everybody knows

And everybody knows that you're in trouble

Everybody knows what youve been through

From the bloody cross on top of Calvary

To the beach of Malibu

Everybody knows it's coming apart

Take one last look at this sacred heart

Before it blows

And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows

Oh everybody knows, everybody knows

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows

Leonard Cohen, Everybody knows

Heavy Water, Peter Greenaway

Thinking, fotografia di Michael Peck

I held a Jewel in my fingers

I held a Jewel in my fingers —
And went to sleep —
The day was warm, and winds were prosy —
I said “‘Twill keep” —

I woke — and chid my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone —
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own —

(Emily Dickinson)

Aerostatic Balloon ascent by Mr. Jules in Florence Italy, May 19, 1884 (Artist unknown)

Sunshine, Helen Frankenthaler

Repetto per Comme des Garçons

Da Madame Bovary, Gustave Flaubert

Non avevano nient'altro da dirsi? I loro occhi, però, traboccavano di parole più gravi. Mentre si sforzavano di trovare frasi banali, si sentivano riempire tutti e due da uno stesso languore. Era come un mormorio dell'anima, profondo, continuo, che l'aveva vinta sulla voce. Stupiti da questo questo nuovo, soave sentimento, non pensavano neppure a spiegarne il senso, a scoprirne la causa. Le felicità future, come le rive dei tropici, proiettavano, sulla immensità che le precede, il loro molle sentore come una brezza profumata: si scivola in quell'estasi e non importa se l'orizzonte non si vede.

George Ault, Bright Light at Russell's corner

Dido & Aeneas, Act III, 'With dropping wings ye Cupids come' - H. Purcell

JH Pierneef, Near Drakensberg

Siouxie and the Banshees, Hong kong Garden

Piet Mondrian Sun, Church in Zeeland, 1909-1910, Tate Modern Art Gallery, London.

If my dream was true, then everything we know, everything we think we know is a lie. (Neil Gaiman, From Rose Walker's diary, in SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts")

On the road, Neil Krug

“Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.” (Sylvia Plath)

This Wheel's on Fire, Bob Dylan

If your mem'ry serves you well
We were goin' to meet again and wait
So I'm goin' to unpack all my things
And sit before it gets too late
No man alive will come to you
With another tale to tell
And you know that we shall meet again
If your mem'ry serves you well
This wheel's on fire
Rolling down the road
Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode !

If your mem'ry serves you well
I was goin' to confiscate your lace
And wrap it up in a sailor's knot
And hide it in your case
If I knew for sure that it was yours ...
But it was oh so hard to tell
And you knew that we would meet again
If your mem'ry serves you well
This wheel's on fire
Rolling down the road
Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode !

If your mem'ry serves you well
You'll remember you're the one
That called on me to call on them
To get you your favors done
And after ev'ry plan had failed
And there was nothing more to tell
You knew that we would meet again
If your mem'ry serves you well
This wheel's on fire
Rolling down the road
Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode !

This Wheel's On Fire Live In Sweden 1998 , Bob Dylan

Brassaï - Ludmilla Tchérina in the dress-room, 1945

Richard Serra, The matter of time

OccupyWallStreet.org

I graduate college in 7 months with a “useless” degree in Classical Studies. I have worked very hard and am on track to graduate with highest Latin honors. I am in a Greek organization with many volunteer hours under my belt.

MY JOB PROSPECTS?

0

I am one of the lucky ones, but I am still the 99%.

Welcome to the American nightmare.

I am the 99 percent.

occupywallst.org

René Magritte, La Porta e la luna

L'étymologie de la langue des signes

Auguste Rodin, La danseuse cambodgienne

Emile Friant, Voyage à l'infini

Cave of forgotten dreams, Werner Herzog

Gustave Courbet, L'atelier du peintre

Georges Braque, Danse

Pablo Picasso, Colomba della Pace

Pierre Dubreuil, Place de l'Opéra, 1909

Sam Francis

Sam Francis

Sam Francis (1923 - 1994) , Untitled Mandala

Sam Francis (1923 - 1994),  Big Red

Il fuso tutto intero ruota su se stesso con moto uniforme, ma durante il movimento circolare i sette cerchi interni lentamente girano in senso contrario a quello che è il movimento del tutto; fra i sette più rapido è l'ottavo, vengono poi il settimo, il sesto, il quinto che vanno tutti e tre alla stessa velocità: a quelle anime sembrava poi che il terzo in velocità venisse il quarto, in questo inverso movimento rotatorio, quindi il terzo ed infine il secondo: e il fuso gira sulle ginocchia della Necessità. In alto, su ciascuno dei cerchi del fuso siede una Sirena la quale ruota sul suo cerchio e nello stesso moto, Sirena la quale una voce sola in un sol tono continuamente emette, e da tutte le otto voci risulta un'armonia sola. (Platone, Repubblica)