Monday, March 7, 2011

Problem Witht Water In Moen I

The eight not only to March - If not now when?

The main topics of the mobilization "If not now when?" February 13 led to a debate complex and dense. Influential women, men who have a theory and practice of reflection on their own men, wrote important texts, fielding analysis, ideas, testimony to the richness of thought and political practices of women.


why the garrison in Via Sparano, starting from 18.00 to 20.00, will be divided as follows:
- reading relay: some of us, who will want it, read an excerpt from the debate around the mobilization Rise "If you do not now, when? "

- wear a sign with whatever text there is from because ... we do not fight only a few sentences here in March, but the creativity and words of other women will be added and others. Each from the eight non-self only in March because ...

Friday, February 25, 2011

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The Lacemaker (C. Goretta)

is difficult and almost contradictory to describe both the character of Apple, the film Goretta, that would be like talking about the silence, because it is as if his silence, his immobility, the inability to communicate in the film is imbued could be expressed accurately only through the silence itself. Now, while I try to find appropriate words to define, contradicts it, that silence, because I use a tool that has in it motion, action, crash: writing. Writing, also, I try to share with you what I feel, I feel, I feel something inside and then moves outside, communicate and share with others. In doing so, again contradicting the star and her film, because that's all that you do not know, is what Goretta tried to tell: that the complexity of communicating, to show, manifest, to make comprehensible to others our thoughts. Apple can not do any of these things: shut up. But its not lack of courage, of cowardice or because they do not really feel those feelings, is an inability physiological, innate, which can only suffer. Neither I nor the hordes of writers in film, literature, and so on and so forth, we care more for those heats, transcribe them, inform them orally, if we confirm them with the facts: Apple has in it, probably more than any poet, benefactor, patron, philanthropist. It's just that she can not show it, he can not get out of it, explain it, put it in, put it into words or actions. It is a vortex of emotions forced by his inability to "conversion" to wait.

all trying to turn that mess of things internally that we bring in written words, spoken or gestures. All we seek, once processed, to share and make Him known to others. It is an instinct, a basic need, a need. Isolate there, segregated in ourselves, it would be like autorinchiudersi in a cage. But it is not easy, not easy to describe, narrate, turn into a clear and accessible language to another that which haunts us or cheer. Apple feels the need and how much as everyone, but fails to transform, he can not convert, can only wait. And then his silence is what is most frightening to exist, because the quiet, in fact, a hidden world inside: a multitude of fears, joys, sorrows, passions, loves, strangled, suffocated and confined by the difficulty of human expression, in an icy prison soundproofed.

"The Lacemaker" talks about all those words stuck in my throat because of the complexity of decoding their own emotions; Bird that Maupassant, although he was eager to sing, "not released his hand, stood in silence and did not flee ' ; man who, despite trying to decrypt quell'intrico of perceptions that carries within , still feels perpetually misunderstood, misinterpreted, limited, never fully understood, human beings and not, feel they are not free, it could not fully express. Apple's all this, the man is often all that. In particular, what scares us most is that detachment, that gap between what we feel inside and what we are able to externalize and make it understandable to others. A Out that, when we feel that is so abysmal, gives us the sad reality is impossible to fully describe ourselves. And it is this chasm of silence in charge of Apple, and consequently, man. It is the unbridgeable distance to make us shut up. It is in front of that groove, before quest'abisso that separates thought from the word, in the presence of this lack of communication, the man surrendered. It is here that breaks down the language, that fails the word before Apple, before his inexplicable splendor of the soul, which has no outlet street in reality, no words or actions at its height.

Now, while Apple is thinking Greece, on that trip so much that he wanted to do, but unfortunately never will, but think what would have been happy if he had understood François, while imagining that it would be wonderful if everything were as in his dreams, is it not silence the only one who can fully describe everything? A little 'how does the reality with dreams, the language fails us, it distorts, diminishes us, it creates an unbridgeable gap between our inner world and the real, between what we have in the mind and what we can tell or have others understand. Apple looks up slowly, sets the room and thinks that understanding, that inner world, as well as Greece, can only be dreamed in silence.

"It would have passed close to her, right next to her without seeing her. Because she was one of those souls who show no sign, but we must patiently interrogate, on which we must be able to lay his eyes. At other times, a painter would have made the subject for a painting of gender. It would have been a seamstress, a water carrier or a stitcher. "

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Wiring Diagram For An Alpine Cde-9852

If not now when?

The mobilization of February 13 reported Bari on the streets, how can we forget for a long time. From Corso Vittorio Emanuele, Piazza del Ferrarese towns and citizens have resumed * the right, and why not the taste, to manifest, giving voices, ideas and bodies to the dissent, the anger and the desire for change. And thanks to the many women who have never stopped believing and working to build new policies, the weaving of relations, exploitation of plural paths.
Women have turned the city, and it is only the beginning!


Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Blue Prints Of Bunny Hutches

should now wave ...

What Is Going Rate For Tile Installation In Ca

UNDEliriodifesta

We look forward to Thursday, February 17 at the second class in Bari celebrate the newly Association Undesiderioincomune and more ...

Monday, December 27, 2010

What Does A Truckload Cost From Ontario To Bc

Poetry dedicated to OMAR and MARCO




" I dedicate this poem to my children and OMAR MARCO"


My diamonds.


In the chest of the heart

preserves precious

two diamonds:

to which I wanted

naming

Omar and Mark.

Sons ...

mutual love

conceived and raised

in my body!

Sons ...

unique, precious and pure

sparkling like diamonds

as bright eyes

in the dark night.

between us ...

many skirmishes,

different opinions

then removed

by unforgettable memories

of our past.

There

an everlasting love

between mother and child

a mutual love

unconditional

without deception,

imbued with a love

of respect and esteem.

Sons ...

priceless gifts of God ...

Omar and Mark.

Monday, November 22, 2010

What To Look For In A River Boat

NO COUNTRY FOR WOMEN? 25 November INTERNATIONAL DAY AGAINST VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN



While in Italy there is an atmosphere that feeds the cultural stereotypes gender, homophobia and misogyny, we recorded a steady increase in cases of violence against women. The data on femicide are disturbing: there are 50 in only four months in 2010 in contrast to the overall drop in murders. Violence continues to unfold in more subtle households: this, however, is wrongly perceived as a private matter. You must, however, that the entire civil society to feel involved with this emergency, because it affects us all / i assume it is an indicator of civilization.
Undesiderioincomune, networking with other groups, is organizing a demonstration for November 25, International Day Against Violence Against Women, to cross the city with opportunities to meet, memory, thought and information.
The first event to be held the eve of International Day on the evening of November 24 at the Book Bar Via Principe Amedeo 122, will be a meeting-reading-discussion titled "The endless possibilities of being women and men to be against the logic of oppression."
The events of 25 will begin with the traveling exhibition "assumes that surrounds violence against women?". The set consists of 6 shapes showing the data on forms of violence against women (psychological, physical, cultural, sexual) that are placed from the first morning at the central station (Piazza Moro), the local market and the campus of Japigia university.
In the afternoon, the exhibition will move at the entrance of the City of Bari, where they will be positioned banquets information, and will form a circle of silence in memory of women murdered in Italy, with signs bearing the names of the victims. In the council chamber will be held from 18.00 also video projections, reading, and some planned interventions.
The day will end with a flash mob in piazza Ferarrese to 21.00 and to follow dj set at Glamorama.

UNDESIDERIOINCOMUNE Bari
AGED Puglia
AMNESTY INTERNATIONAL
ARCIGAY Provincial Committee of Bari
Arcilesbica Bari Mediterranea
FALCRI Association Women
GIRAFFE Profit Association
CDCDonne - Documentation Center of Women and Culture Bari
Clitoral
Cooperative social
ITHACA
DESIDERANDAE
WOMEN AND POWER
EQUALITY Italy
GEP - the Pace Group Educhiamoci
Kebar
the ARCA - Centre for Democratic Initiative Bari
LINK and UDS Bari
PEOPLE BOOK
IN WRITING CIRCLE
HIGH SCHOOL Humanities and Language "G. Bianchi Dottula"
SERVAS Open Doors Puglia
SOUTH EAST WOMEN
TAVERN the Maltese
GROUND FLOOR Puglia
Men Game
UAAR - Union of Rationalist Atheists and Agnostics Club Bari
Equal Opportunity Commission Puglia
Equal Opportunity Committee, University of Bari
Municipality of Bari Search on facebook NOT 'ONE COUNTRY FOR WOMEN: you will find the fanpage and the event with all the details of the initiatives.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Beer And Gall Bladder

UNDEroad

a year and a half walk along the road of commitment, relationships, comparison, for the dignity and the representativeness of women because "we do not like a democracy indifferent." And we still have a lot of walking, with comfortable shoes and big eyes.


Monday, November 1, 2010

Empyre Jackets On Sale

roseaux Les sauvages (A. Téchiné)


Is there anything that can be summed up this film perfectly: the fable of La Fontaine played by François. The barrel spotlight with oak of this story, and portrays each character represents a Téchiné. Gusts of wind and all sorts of bad weather forced her to bend, to curve, into submission to their liking, but they can never, never break it. That rush is always able to get by. He has something in his DNA that allows it to tilt and bend almost to breaking in two, then return to upright position and standing as if nothing had happened. And that is what happens to the interpreters of the film. Téchiné, while speaking of adolescence - as almost all the players are - and embraces all ages. Adolescence is "used" rather as a starting point, as the stage where everything happens for the first time where one gets to know the word 'disappointment' and 'failure', where you see the first subject to storms, the first internal and external chaos, the first gusts. But it is just that, a beginning, a starting point. They are always present in life. And that's why "Les sauvages roseaux" is not just a film about youth, but multigenerational, timeless. Even Madame Alvarez, a professor of guys, it's a rush, even Professor Morelli is. They're all (we all), without distinction, twigs extremely sensitive to those windy gusts. Behind them lies a disappointment, a failure, anxiety, anxiety, a fear, but, upon completion, the branches will always be there, ready and prepared to receive other waves.
these boys and girls, these men and women are all rods can withstand any condition, capable of adapting to surrender despite the fear, the fear of shattering, of being swept away by the currents. Rods are wild, just like the title. Organisms that persist, which, before a tree higher and higher, stretching their necks together in search of food, which respond blow for blow, which react, who adapt, which evolve to survive.

I like the dual personality of his subjects: one is hypersensitivity, the fragility and emotion of their branches, which makes them extremely vulnerable to gusts of wind that forces them to arching and arching up to the end of their tether, the other the immense strength, endurance innate, inscribed in their genetic code, so cynical, clever, shrewd and cold as to be ready for everything, and able to get out from it all.
I like the idea-man rushes, it suits him, it outlines in clear and indisputable, it registered in a hybrid category, spurious, between the human and animal, between being and receiving. The only, in my view, be able to withstand any kind of tsunami.

"The Oak says the rush, "What are you waiting to experience nature? A cricket is a heavy burden for you, the slightest breath of wind makes you immediately lower the head while my hair, as beautiful mountains, stops the sun and weather the storm. The storm for you and for me the breeze, and also if you were born in the shade of my foliage, you should not suffer so much, I'd give you shelter, but you often grow on the edges of the reign of humid winds. The nature has been unfair with you. " "Your compassion," says the rush, "is welcome, but not required. I fear not the wind because I bend but not break me. So far you've resisted his shots and never turn back, but wait and see. " At these words the storm gets more terrible than the northern sky has ever known: the oak still does not bend, the wind presses, a massive coup uproots the tree, his head touches the sky, his feet touch the realm of dead. "

- What's the matter?
- Forget, I will not forget. Forgetting is a horrible thing.
- You can not say, François. I saw him with Pierre, I do not think of the days. It's ugly, but it is. The death of a brother is horrible, I expected to die. But there is something more horrible, including the war: everything goes!

- know Irene, Pierre's wife? One night came into my room. I woke up. It was there, standing in her nightgown. He looked at me. I was naked. You know you have done? She started to cry. He said I was beautiful and wanted. And then I said sorry. He told me that he felt a bitch, he was ashamed for my brother. He wanted me to beat her.
- And you, then you've done?
- I fucked all night to calm her down. And also because I felt like it too.
- is that you marry her? The love?
- read too many books!
- Even my brother loved it. He used. Without the war, would never have married.
- But the war is over. If you do not love her because you get married the same with you?
- Because I want a wife and even children! Do you understand? There you do not have to look for another one. That, maybe, I do not either. Life is hard for everyone!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Teacher Whitening Teeth

NOT 'ONE COUNTRY FOR WOMEN? Joining forces to combat femicide


the face of continued incidents of femicide and daily acts of violence against women, and those exposed to strong media coverage and those relegated to a few lines in the record, we think that this emergency can not wait any longer, or worse yet, fall into silence. We believe that all associations working in the field in the fight for the rights you have to reconnect and build together a series of actions, concrete and symbolic to combat violence against women, gender stereotypes and heterosexism.
Knowing that this struggle we must develop on several levels:
- make visible and popular tools to support women victims of violence, and dialogue with the institutions to continue to be funded, and above all increased;
- create symbolic actions in the places of the city, which gives food for thought and memory are collective
- build together an event public citizen in the vicinity of 25 November, international day against violence against women;
- a civil processes for femicide.

We invite you to attend the first initiative of this path, October 26th in Bari at 19.30 in Piazza San Ferdinando, and your willingness to communicate a first collective meeting for the construction of a later time.

Undesiderioincomune

Monday, October 18, 2010

Snowmobile Junk Yard Near Caro

I'm back in Val di Mello



Following the transfer to Dublin, I had stopped the posts on this blog here
It appprofitto to resume talking about rock music and photography, two worlds apart but often intersect. What's more 'beautiful picture of a story in video format with musical accompaniment, for example.?
some projects I have in mind here in Dublin, for now I have already made a, what a place here. Open this link

short, but back " In Another Land." The beauty of travel and tell new stories, maybe in a while we hear from even more distant worlds. And you, why not? :)


PAUL

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Short Poofy Rom Dresses

Decorate the table with the fruits dell'autunno_Asztaldiszitès az Osz gyumolcseivel

From: Paprika & Paprika , the new page dedicated to the tableware and kitchen ....

by Paprika & Paprika
"From now on, since the opening of this blog that I wanted to publish
of posts dedicated to the decoration of tables and kitchen .
Unfortunately I could never (apart from an attempt so)
to put together enough material for this topic.
Besides, with our move from London to the sea have
also thinned out the opportunities for parties with tables of friends and theme dinners
therefore also the opportunities to decorate the tables
occur only sporadically. We will retry again with the hope of being able to post
some idea with a certain periodicity. Even
cooking to decorating ... nothing earth-shattering, this means, I just
share with you my fun, browse together some nice
magazine the joy of the eyes! Sunday we did the usual trip to
Sassello , this time, however, no booty
mushrooms and Caesar .. I filled my basket of chestnuts still in their skins,
pines and wildflowers to create a center table in autumn. "



occorente:

(the amount depends on the size of trash vs ...)
chestnuts with the skin and leaves
cones
wildflowers purple

There is the best season of autumn table decoration!
See below how many things you can decorate your fall table!


Ps I hope you'll pardon my long silence!
I'm trying to cut a bit 'of time for which ZuccheroFilato
I have so much neglected in recent months! ...



Elvileg epp az hogy kezdtem blogozni akartam asztal (eg konyha)
diszitèsrol irni.Sajnos has never had enough time to create a centerpiece that
, collections, or enough material for a good post ..
(Exception then wrote a year ago, fearing post)
It is also true that since the beach Milan lekoltoztunk
a long table, casual or friendly dinners
are very rare so there is not much time to who knows what
kèszitsek.Ugy decided nekifutok centerpiece again, I hope
future will be enough time for it to periodically postoljak diszitèsrol
(may be an exaggeration but I decided a page konyhablogomnak
I will devote this.) Do not wait for who knows what kind of luxury or adornment
complicated ... just a few crazy ideas I want to share with you
and why should not the pages of beautiful postcards lekoppintani some ideas!
Sassella again Sunday excursion into , unfortunately, now without a button
teleraktam but returned home a basket with chestnuts and tobozokkal
na ... and so is born in the basket which I think is perfect for an autumn centerpiece!

Ingredients:
(amount depends on how large the kosaratok!)
hèjjàval the chestnut and the leaves and cones with
purple wild flowers

None osznèl the job of the season asztaldiszitèshez!
Look at how much everything can decorate the festive table


Fonte: Vive la casa

Source: Living Home

Source: Living Home


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Synecdoche, New York (Charlie Kaufman)



I think the biggest mistake that a viewer can commit is to groped to understand everything , to explain the steps word for word, to search logic, or at least plausibility in each sequence. By doing so, he ends up reducing the film to a mere explanation of the events, a mechanical process, mathematically cold, forgetting the only important thing: the soul the film. And it is the same, identical thing in life: how many days, weeks, autumns spent in trying to understand something, to give a logical explanation. Logical explanation, what that means? Those who live according to this theory is more concerned to understand that to me, does it make sense at all, a reason and a name to everything, but most of all, he wants to give it to himself. The questions that haunt him are: "Who am I?" "What am I doing here?", "What is my purpose, my reason for living?". Thus, the life of this category of viewers and, in parallel, one of these people is experienced only in search of this meaning. But the sense of many things often (Almost always) does not exist, and then these people who live longer, reduces it to a puzzle, problem to be solved, a brainy math unknown. Then one day, these men and women can finally replace the "x" with a real number, find a way to make eligible all sequences of a film and meaningful daily events. But next to this discovery, they find something else, a far more painful and oppressive emptiness of those who leave the "x" mysterious: the absence of life. Only now that bind the strong long-awaited solution, a result that so many aspects, including that it was all wasted time. Why, indeed, what they have in those hands? A number? A result? THE MEANING? And what if they do? What you can do with their coolness? What it does
Caden, - Guido Anselmi ottomezziano the new continent - after having finally found? He crossed years, romantic relationships, parenting, plays obsessed by one thing: this "number". Caden has spent virtually every day of his - according to her - sad life to seek the true Caden. As if there was a fake. He submitted himself for examination continuous, endless searches, has run self-place industrial quantities of questions to understand who he really was. And as life went on, he remained there: groped to understand, rather than try to seek to explain, rather than listen. Caden How many are there? You still want your numerino? Or do you just think for his martyrdom ... No, I think is the wrong word, I meant "live". Or do you just live for his martyrdom? The human brain is strange reasoning, pouring all his energies to the understanding of the impossible, while not losing even one for what is already there, at your fingertips, ready to be picked up without the slightest effort. It is as if these men wanted to sacrifice himself in an attempt to resolve indecipherable calculations for our species, but also reject the idea of \u200b\u200btrying with only those suitable to us, with those simple and natural. Chasing the perfect understanding of things, they want everything to be clear and bright before their eyes, they want to know by heart yourself and others. Their life is like an eternal race, a continual pursuit. Tracking which will be always disappointing because tailed and were trying to grab something impossible: their shadow. And then I think the time has come to say that all quell'affanno is useless, meaningless (because it will not ever) as a bulky awkward obstacle that stands between us and the life.

Caden has a lot of Guido Anselmi, in both mind and in the message, but we are in one of those cases where the film posthumously, although similar and full of congruences, shines its own light. Kaufman, through doubts, fears, questions, remorse, dreams of Caden and the other characters, burning through those rooms, those leaps in time, those bodies that gradually become more chaotic, but always falling, was able to describe sublimely the confusion, state of mind of those who are perpetually searching for meaning. But the meaning is only one: that those who prefer to feel informed, they end up overloading a body, the brain, atrophy and make another, the heart. And the extraordinary thing is this, that, without resorting to sterile as odious comparisons, Kaufman's film manages to put you in the swirling atmosphere of feverish and "Otto and half, unable to offer you in front of a modern Guido on his deathbed that only manage to not be more distressing than those questions, but just to ride, without thinking of the goal towards which it is directed.


PS Hoffman is, as Usually, a chameleon who adapts his skin at every internal and external transformation of Caden. Crazy. The cast that revolves around is nothing short of height: Morton, Keener, Watson, Williams, Noonan. Synecdoche, New York I think one of the best movies of this century because it is capable of diving into tangles of the most intimate human mind, discovering its infinite complexity, obscurity and uncertainty, but, eventually securing a single and Simple answer: "Do not come from nowhere, do not go anywhere, just driving." In this short and succinct sentence is at the same time, a great truth and a huge sense of consolation. Needless to say Kaufman is one of the most genialoidi and imaginative minds of our time.
impossible not to start crying for no Italian distribution, these are things of another world, another world. How the heck can we do? How? Son has been two years since, two. I was lucky enough to find the subtitles translated by a pious soul, and, given the absolute quality of the film, I will share them with anyone who wants it.






Thursday, June 17, 2010

Mount And Blade Wedding Dancer

Krzysztof Kieślowski - Remember to keep holy Man!


I was at the Naples Film Festival, when leaving the room I met two middle-aged animatedly discussing something. I listened and went with great curiosity to see what get heated so that their speech, then I realized: what could be the subject if not Kieślowski? Blending and closer to the pair apparently senile, but effervescent soul, must be had to fit into the dialogue. Given the hectic post-vision, I could not do otherwise. So, as a beggar's reviews and conversations, when I presented m'inserii in that speech. A
words struck me particularly was the male to say: \u0026lt;\u0026lt; Humanity, the Humanity of Kies ... >>. That's right, 'Humanity'. That term, so simple and concise, made me think that I could not find better word to express what those visions have given me, that I could not synthesize more adequately what this director wanted to talk over everything. And then, think about it, I think it is just this word, the reason I'm here: it was not a murder case to keep it by all quest'umanità? Certainly he was not happy and also I was definitely a selfish celandola, that is the exact opposite of man Kieslowski.
Krzysztof Kieślowski , born in Warsaw in June of '41, I think is not only an author but, as the woman said the couple's effervescent first: \u0026lt;\u0026lt; is an artist >> ;. For this woman there was a good director, the author and the artist in fact. According to its definition: artist is someone who manages to bloom the good man also, and above all, when evil emerges around, even when there is pain and suffering. I realized once again that these guys were right, then I said to myself that I should post more often in speeches, especially if they. So, in summary, one can say that adding the words of these fleeting my friends, it turns out the whole essence of Kies film: a film that "knows" that man, that enhances its merits, although he is aware of the misdeeds, and that opens his heart to show what they need most, and that the wand, but without contempt. Moreover Kies this would never have done it, because his warnings about the same as those of his father to the son, its good. Krzysztof father's love for her offspring you can feel it in every movie, because despite the thousands of removals from the life, death, injustice, the torture, which breaks out and stands imposing is the infinite thirst of life, love. His characters always expect something, they have always wanted to live, love, tenderness. Each of them wants everything in an incredibly natural, instinctive, dare I say primitive. These desires are so central that they become needs, emergencies or rather, that that number of things without which you can not get by. His films are good for your heart breaks because they always this life / vitality, even when there is a half of mourning, betrayal, murder, injustice. In fact there are not only good men in her stories, there is evil, but even when it can secure a victory, even when the check inside the viewer is constantly the feeling that life will win anyway, that a window of opportunity for hope to exist in any time or place. Since short "From the city of Lodz " emerge unchallenged kieślowskiani the first of the big themes: the desire to live . Since "The peace ", the first of new films screened at the film festival, the second stands out: the family , with the . And finally, already starting with "The cineamatore" makes its way the desire for justice, a better man. The three major issues are still there, hovering on each story as if, with the humanity of which I spoke above, and the \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Pietas>> (new word of that ingenious gentleman spirited), were the only important elements , the only man to deserve the attention. Pietas because although the man on his way to transfer to defects and aberrations, there is always need for Krzys of compassion, understanding and indulgence. The same piety which binds in glove with the desire to live, to live again, because it is not like being tired, surrender, and yield is not among the features of its characters. See the big picture in front of his filmography (or at least what could be retrieved) filled with joy, makes us exult, exalted. For the simple fact that looking at all those stories, those events large or small, comes out of the celebration of the best part: the heart. The need for human attention and kindness of his characters is always located at the top in his narrations, is a starting point, a staple, a pillar, an element without which they can not breathe. Even when someone is now worn out and weakens some disappointment, loss, infidelity, awakens the desire to have them back continuously. Of course, someone gets lost along the way ( Urszula of "Endless ") and someone else is doing so (The Binoche's "Blue Film " Trintignan in "Red " Magda's "Short film about " Dorota in Decalogue II), but all return, and if they do not is because that memory is too strong, that affection is too important to forget. If they do die solely and exclusively for loving too much, it allocates each part of herself to the man / woman. That's why the fancy ladies spoke of humanity: the simple fact that in his poetry a human being can not live without its like.

Kies, however, do not just want the 'peace' and the warmth of interpersonal relationships, but also a new man better, fairer, more fraternal, more human, so in his films often used the theme of Justice. "The Decalogue " it is almost a compendium, a sort of Bible written in a language that secular, but spiritual, which are enumerated in the new commandments. What is the content of these novel precepts? What inspires you? What to protect? The answer is always the same: Man. Even when we talk about politics (often because it is spoken, species in "The cineamatore ", in "The case "), even when one asks questions about the usefulness of imprisonment, up to death ("Do not kill "), everything still revolves around all ' man. When one does it more when it stops turning around, there, right then, Kies wand. Rebuke the political situation in post-conflict, the usefulness of the term of imprisonment, curries all that is unjust, inhuman. Even religion is one of its arguments, "The Decalogue" is virtually soaked, and also it is often hard, ready to identify the contradictions, the principles hypocrites, inventing other simpler, more tangible, more sensitive. There is no lie that fits, there is no sin, blasphemy who have priority on it, there is no faith, dogma or Redeemer, man comes first. This does not mean denying the existence of a size / abstract entity, indeed, there is always a doubt, a space that leaves uncertain about its presence, in fact in "The Double Life of Veronique " in the "Decalogue The ", in" The case "(and during the course of other works) has given and revealed the existence of a world intangible, inexplicable situations and events, dark, her struggling by any logic. It is therefore fair to say that 'Spiritualism' is another of his themes, but it is a spiritualism that has inevitably a key element in the human soul, if it shows that the axioms or rules, are all designed to protect, preserve local values, true values, those of the heart. Because everything revolves around people, everything.
It is said that according to popular belief, the heart is not only a body that is the center of the engine of the circulatory system, but also the primum movens spiritual and emotional life. It was just that involuntary muscle to take him away, just the organ that has both praised and applauded. Jokes of life. Probably would have left the same (although was planning a trilogy about "The Divine Comedy "), but then what to do? He said almost everything there is to do in life, all that really matters.
At the end of his short stories will always beat away a smile, even in the most dramatic and tragic. Laughter born of the knowledge that if everyone were to follow his commandments, the world would be nothing short of magnificent.
more and more I think I have the certainty of having written too little, he had skipped many steps, questions and important concepts. However, I have tried, with my modest means, to leak as much as possible the major, the primary, the essence of his message: the humanitarian one. I can not report, however, the bright picture of Piotr Jaxa , the extraordinary music of Zbigniew Preisner (never out of place, never excessive or incidental, but always essential, in line with the pressure of the images and emotions on the screen ) and the collaboration of Krzysztof Piesiewicz -lawyer, always loyal to the Polish director triad. I consider myself lucky not

, but miraculously to have had the possibility to attend three or four new films and short films. Of the latter there is one that almost struck me, " The talking heads": a walk through the streets of Warsaw with related interviews Give people more common. Youth, women, elderly, children, confess their ambitions, their dreams, what they want out of life and man. It's so simple, unadorned, yet profound, which is able to achieve alone the essence of poetic kieślowskiana.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Making A Scale Model Sink





I was in Val di Mello. A paradise landscape
I shot in poor lighting conditions are very hard and even managed to make the night.
The place deserves a summer outing with cameras in tow.
Val di Mello is the valley of streams .. there are many.
I obviously put a polarizer on the Canon EOS 350D camera and taking the objective very close ... is a choice that allows me to do landscapes and then tried to recover in the post with the nearly raw - burned the tops of mountains.
Here are some pictures that I hope are to your liking
Link to the report.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

York Heat Pump 4 Way Reversing Valve

Dedicated to my mother's birth

"I dedicate this poem to my mum Julie Donati, who lately has left me ....... to see you go mama ....
with all my love, Maristella your daughter. "


The world upside

A cloth dyed yellow mimosa in bloom as

batik outlining
asymmetrical
add blue eyes

dream of one drop of black pupil
fixing overturned
's
image on the retina of the mind
the world upside down backwards

time to return to see you mom

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Small Wart On My Stomach

The Royal Tenenbaums (W. Anderson)


The film is absolutely incredible, there are cases where only think of a movie, I put in a good mood, makes me smile, and if this perdindirindina rowdy family does not make me radiant. Richie, Margot, Eli, Royal, Raleigh, Etheline, Chas, each component has a need to feel unconditional a Tenenbaum, even Eli, simple neighbor, will do anything to be part of, but to hear a member. There un'aitante and great emotional charge in the film by Wes, a gravitational force that draws her characters with the huge and welcoming home away Archer, who draws them to himself because alone, out there, do not resist. And then the house becomes a haven, in a warm, comforting, in a kind of Eden where the tenants finally feel at home, acclimated, happy, elated.
makes me smile because this family while addressing the struggles and storms typical of every roof, every one of them will end up always there, the same place, next to that home. It makes me smile because even Royal, a real bastard double, you'll understand after many blunders and sins, he can not do without them. It may be just what one of the most important films of Wes: knowing how to forge a passionate and enthusiastic praise of the family, despite the flaws, mistakes and human failures. To understand the role that these essential and vital emotional attentions towards the subjects andersoniani, just think of the early genius of Richie, Margot, and Chas, withered because of their inadequacy, insecurity and loneliness of Eli, because of their total non-existence, the disproportionate and obsessive protection Chas towards her children to the simple need of understanding and an embrace of Margot, Richie's escape from an impossible love. The need, desire and urgency to enter into almost any family tree, embracing, hugging, laying his head on a shoulder of one of its components, bursting out of every sequence of this film. Fantastic, it is a film of multiple loads of positivity, philanthropy, brotherhood and joy that only comes from being together, from research and the needs of others, I've ever seen. Wow how can you not smile?
Essays of Mothersbaugh, Nico and the Velvet alone, Lennon, Dylan, Nick Drake, The Clash, Paul Simon, Elliot Smith, The Stones, Morrison, but that soundtrack is?
Stra-strategic strategic beautiful.

"I always wanted to be a Tenenbaum, you know."

Shannon Erotics Online

Giuliana Francesco and Fabrizio Bea ... Greetings! Happy Birthday George



It seems that the wind whispers a name

to
inviolate mountain peaks, it seems to repeat

clear water streams

in her gurgling.
... Francis ....

I see migratory birds,
in the clear sky, forming the initial
.
... Francis .....
The air fills
of joy and color,
as it descends from the sky

a rain of rose petals


more beautiful on the child that there is ...
your
Francis ...
Dear Bea and Fabrizio.

With friendship and affection
George