Abandonado na grande aldeia. Contacta. Beijosábado, 19 de janeiro de 2008
sexta-feira, 18 de janeiro de 2008
Robert Indiana nas ruas de Lisboa
Robert Indiana nas ruas de Lisboa
"Desde 30 de Novembro as ruas de Lisboa convidam à descoberta de um dos maiores nomes da história da arte contemporânea - Robert Indiana, um dos expoentes máximos da Arte Pop a par de nomes como Andy Warhol, Tom Wesselmann ou Roy Lichtenstein. A mostra de arte pública, com 14 esculturas monumentais em aço, desenha um percurso a partir da escultura Amor, frente ao Instituto Camões, passando depois pela rotunda do Marquês de Pombal e Avenida da Liberdade com One Through Zero. Estas dez esculturas de números em sequência decrescente medem cerca de 2 metros e meio de altura e vão desembocar no Rossio com um grupo de três esculturas da série 'Love' em diferentes versões: Love Wall, Imperial Love e Love.
Amor é uma tradução da peça Love – um dos trabalhos de maior prestígio do autor e uma das imagens mais iconográficas da criatividade plástica da década de 60. A imagem da palavra Love a vermelho, verde e azul já percorreu mundo nas mais diversas variações e foi utilizada em selos, capas de livros e discos, tornando-se objecto de culto de skaters e tendo sido trabalhada pelo próprio artista nas suas esculturas em espaço urbano em cidades como Filadélfia, Nova Iorque, Bilbau ou Taipe (Taiwan).
A exposição que agora veste Lisboa (e que antes ocupou a faixa Prado/Recoletos em Madrid), pode ser vista até 29 de Fevereiro.
A iniciativa nasceu de uma parceria entre a Câmara Municipal de Lisboa, a EDP e o Instituto de Turismo de Portugal."
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Nada bem
Mais um fim de semana; mais um convite; a solidão do costume. É só acenares - lá estarei. Beijo
quinta-feira, 17 de janeiro de 2008
Sonic Youth - Superstar
Sonic Youth - Superstar
Long ago
and oh so far away
I fell in love with you
before the second show
your guitar
it sounds so sweet and clear
but you're not really there
it's just the radio
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
loneliness, is such a sad affair
and I can hardly wait
to be with you again
what to say
to make you come again
come back to me again
and play your sad guitar
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
Long ago
and oh so far away
I fell in love with you
before the second show
your guitar
it sounds so sweet and clear
but you're not really there
it's just the radio
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
loneliness, is such a sad affair
and I can hardly wait
to be with you again
what to say
to make you come again
come back to me again
and play your sad guitar
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
Portishead - Only you
Portishead - Only you
These crimes of illusion, are fooling us all
And now I am weary and I feel like I do
It's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart
The size of our fight, it's just a dream
We've crushed everything I can see, in this morning selfishly
How we've failed and I feel like I do
It's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart
Now that we've chosen to take all we can
This shade of autumn, a stale bitter end
Years of frustration lay down side by side
And it's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart
It's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart
Há quanto tempo não falamos? Tens o "comando" nas mãos: usa-o. Beijo
We suffer everyday, what is it forThese crimes of illusion, are fooling us all
And now I am weary and I feel like I do
It's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart
The size of our fight, it's just a dream
We've crushed everything I can see, in this morning selfishly
How we've failed and I feel like I do
It's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart
Now that we've chosen to take all we can
This shade of autumn, a stale bitter end
Years of frustration lay down side by side
And it's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart
It's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart
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