Sunday, December 19, 2010

How Long Can A Tailbone

Zdzislaw Beksinski, Gothic, Apocalyptic

blog Note taken from Days of Future Past







The February 21, 2005, the Polish painter Zdzislaw Beksinski was found dead in his apartment in Warsaw with seventeen stab wounds to his body, two of which considered fatal. Robert Kupiec (the teenage son of the caretaker) and a friend were arrested shortly after the crime. Robert Kupiec pleaded guilty and was sentenced to 25 years imprisonment by a court in Warsaw, and his accomplice to 5 years. Shortly before his death, Beksinski had been denied a loan to Kupiec.
The last years of his life had been tough for Beksinski. His wife, Zofia, died in 1998. A year later, on Christmas Eve 1999, his son Tomasz (a popular radio presenter and music journalist) committed suicide. Beksinski himself discovered the body of his son Zdzislaw Beksinski (Sanok, 1929-Warsaw, 2005) was a photographer, painter and sculptor, and although at the beginning practiced abstract art, is best known for his surrealist paintings. In desolate desert landscapes populated by beings sometimes cadaverous-looking strange rise buildings in ruins. Despite its somber tone, he said some of his works were misunderstood because they are rather optimistic and even humorous.

In 1977 burned many of his works in the backyard, leaving not even documentation on them, because they were considered too personal or that were not enough quality for people to see. Beksinski painted
always listening to classical music, and she hated silence.
None of his pictures have a title.
the end of the nineties he discovered computers, internet and digital photography and experimented with the latter until his death. I have the impression that Beksinski is one of those artists whose importance will grow over time.
Beksinski's official website has the same environment disturbing paintings. If they decide enter (at your own risk) I notice that the menu links are set in black circles with life. And the inevitable music does not help to calm the mind. Besides the paintings, no longer see their pictures.
the end of the nineties he discovered computers, internet and digital photography and experimented with the latter until his death. I have the impression that Beksinski is one of those artists whose importance will grow over time.
Beksinski's official website has the same environment disturbing paintings. If you decide to go (at your own risk) I notice that the menu links are set in black circles with life. Y the inevitable music does not help to calm the mind. Besides the paintings, no longer see their pictures.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Understanding Wella Haircolour

Marilyn Monroe,



December 2, 2010



Life-
your two addresses I
De
somehow remain hanging down almost always
but strong like a cobweb in the wind-
longer exist with the bright cold frost.
But my rays with color beads are
I've seen in a picture-ah
life you've been cheated.

Begonya recited this poem by Marilyn Monroe found in the book, Marilyn Monroe. Fragments, beautiful and heartbreaking book prefaced by the Italian writer Antonio Tabucchi, on one of the most important myths of the twentieth century.

The volume includes poems, diaries, letters and notes written in any order, in loose-leaf notebooks, envelopes, cards, calendar pages ... etc, that show the darker and more true of the writings actrizLos , almost entirely unpublished, express their ideas and thoughts, desires and frustrations, their fears, their private lives. And also reveals his intellectual, his love of reading, their willing to learn and their interest in arte.Nadie often ignore the cries of a myth. Body image, the glamor of the artist, eclipsing any weakness and fear. People do not stop to think about the heart of the legends. Marilyn's presence was so beautiful, powerful and magnetic, who could not crack, and had. She wrote about it:

"The men climb to the moon but seem uninterested in the beating of a human heart"






Her husband, playwright Arthur Miller said something important and poignant in relation to what I am saying

"To survive, he would have had to become more cynical or at least be closer to reality. Instead it was a street poet trying to recite his poems to a crowd, meanwhile, made him scraps of clothing .




In 1959, Marilyn said: "I think I am a fantasy." Was foreshadowing his own future and not just once, but the persistence of a myth. Marilyn Monroe was and is a fantasy in the eyes of mankind. But the fantasy that is created around it is far from the sensitive woman, tortured, introverted and insecure it really was. The woman said of herself that she had a lighter side and another sad, and that it supported the pessimistic words of Milton: The happy men ever born.

Today, tonight, l'Associació Cultural Pharos wishes pay a small tribute to this woman, and to materialize it will go marching members of the association, with a tour of the texts of the book mentioned above, read the documents written by her.







is important to note that this book was published almost 50 years after his tragic death in August 1962. And today, in this space as special as the bar Nostromo, Marilyn Monroe will be present among us.




How Do I Fix My Ironing Board

Fragments Presentation of the book of poems "I am another" by Patricia


November 9, 2010, Les Punxes
Llibreria

Patricia del Valle, Peru, is a poet and architect.

has published two books of poems, which now presents Associació Cultural l'Pharos "I am another" in June this year in Lima and entitled "Jocasta I, in 2005. Her poems have been disseminated in different Peruvian magazines and anthologies in the" Women and Poetry "," A Moment sung for Sierra Maestra "and" Yacana. "

In the foreword of the book we present today, Carmen Gálvez Valdivia's friend, Patricia, was surprised by the skill with which painstakingly recreated the language poets to forge sublime stanzas, in turn, is intrigued by what little they are read when, he believes, that poetry is a weapon of war to grow, dream and beating so hard and that people should live in the streets and squares, markets, bus stops, and read aloud, travel, enter the mines and navigate the rivers.

my opinion as well and I'm excited to present today this little but huge and beautiful book of poems.

"I'm another", as the editorial, is the poetic translation in clear, concise verse-of existential experience, balance and settlement of a stage of life. And brings together a collection of short poems, intimate, deep, about love and loneliness in its many facets. In the preface to her friend Carmen Gálvez indicates that it is a journey through the life and says he says in the poem:

Insensatez

"The magician would be
white continent
you can decide how my body
the color of my eyes ..."


In the love poems I love and tenderness that breathes and vitality and eroticism and solitude and silence:


If you are in love

"If you are love ....
that song walking at night guitar
land speaks to me I invented
tear that shines


In Cronopio

"My skin is your skin
my patience
your impatience
my arms are stuck to your back
your body is my late night
my moon is watching us
round like a poem ...
pulled off in the intensity of my skin
last breath and the gentle breeze and breath
SE
I'm still alive "


Tattoo In

"I want to take in my body ... "
" a brand, you constant pain in my "

Your long silences in speaks of the possibility of reinventing the love when he writes:

" maybe
all this work means the possibility of reinventing our love
there somewhere
like everyone loves
suspended
found themselves ignored
round and round and then at some found unexpected moment

He ends by saying:

"no desire to wake up from this dream
love so much your long silences
say so! "

In the poem that names the book," I am another, "Patricia tells us that it has full capacity to grow again, to live in another reality, a new space, after hard fought battles.

Finally I want to read the last poem of the book, for me the most beautiful:

And I was born

And I was born in the solitude of Tues
way to my destination
like the butterfly to the fire

Gregorio Martinez, said Peruvian literary critic September 12, 2010 regarding this poem: "just a single poem well done, thoroughly cured for a book of poetry is memorable."

We are faced with a book of poetry, intense, deep, intimate, extremely human and very, very beautiful.

Congratulations Patricia! Joan Sureda

President de l'Associació Cultural Pharos