sábado, 3 de julho de 2010

"We'll live on coffee and flowers"

: )

sexta-feira, 25 de junho de 2010

Paris in October! Uh la la : )

terça-feira, 22 de junho de 2010

I want to return to this moment !

enchanted being from an unknown realm

In the twilight of the night
I raise my hand and acknowledge the stars
Thus they are there for a reason
To light the cold and crisp nights that go by
And to make every single soul feel at home in their hearts..
Oh honor thou soul saviors
Starry night
Wishes under the moonlight and be comings above the sun
And beneath the southern moon, a heavenly creature dances and sways
Receiving praises from the outsiders
Whose glances and quivers
Observe in mere perplexment and jealousy
This makes her want to desire more and more
Every inch of her body vibrates and tingles
For now the next step she pursues
Is one to seek her partner in this mysterious dance called life under the stars.
Cuz what are we unless
Those lonely beings
Whose quests are to find
Their loved ones and
Wish for the best !

Love street

He lives on..
Love street and chants a Hare Krishna melody
He’s a twentieth century Morrison
That won’t become a laughing parody
The birds and the trees make his spirits light up with joy
But the reporters and media make him feel like a toy
He’s a little boy soldier
Without the guns and the greed
Cuz he’s a peaceful soul with a family to feed
Living under the green grasses he knows it won’t get better than this!
Unless people stop thinking of piss instead of bliss!
All hail the wonderful green grasses and colorful meadows
That makes this earth breathable
We need these colors
To live on..
To paint a better picture of our unforgettable lives and undoubtful futures!


segunda-feira, 17 de maio de 2010

Beirut - Postcards from Italy. Director Alma Har el

I just adore this video from Beirut, I think it incorporates the song so well and makes you remember those childhood holidays you spent in the company of your family. So tender (; enjoy

quarta-feira, 28 de abril de 2010

Lomomania, Lomografia, Lomógrafo

As dez regras de ouro da Lomografia:

01 . Leva a tua Lomo onde quer que vás.
02 . Usa-a a qualquer hora do dia ou da noite.
03 . A Lomografia não interfere na tua vida, torna-se parte dela.
04 . Aproxima-te o mais possível do objecto a fotografar, se assim o desejares.
05 . Não penses …… lomografa.
06 . Sê rápido.
07 . Não precisas de saber antecipadamente o que fotografaste.
08 . Nem depois.
09 . Fotografa a qualquer ângulo.
10 . Não te preocupes com quaisquer regras.

ps.: A foto inicial não é tirada com uma máquina lomográfica, é no entanto, analógica (Konica Hexanon AR 50 mm F1.7)

Saudades dos cafézinhos nas esplanadas

E agora que o calor começa a se instalar, dá uma vontade imensa de sair de casa e ir beber um cafézinho..*

domingo, 4 de abril de 2010

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot?
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.

Alexander Pope "Eloisa to Abelard"

um dos meus poemas preferidos (:

Boa Páscoa everyone! ***

sábado, 20 de março de 2010

segunda-feira, 1 de março de 2010

Fahrenheit 451

Um filme impressionante de François Truffaut.

sábado, 20 de fevereiro de 2010

All that jazzzz

Take off with us..on Air-otica! A cena de dança mítica do filme "All that Jazz" do famoso Bob Fosse (1979)

sábado, 23 de janeiro de 2010


"We've got to fight fire with fire..only and independent, bipartisan commision can help untangle the human rights mess created at Guantanmo." - Njambi Good, Amnesty International.
Close Guantanamo bay!

domingo, 3 de janeiro de 2010

hey remember that time

Hey remember the time when I found a human tooth down on Delancey
Hey remember that time we decided to kiss anywhere except the mouth
Hey remember that time when my favorite colors were pink and green
Hey remember that month when I only ate boxes of tangerines
So cheap and juicy, tangerines

Hey remember that time when I would only read Shakespeare
Hey remember that other time when I would only read the backs of cereal boxes
Hey remember that time I tried to save a pigeon with a broken wing
A street cat got him by morning and I had to bury pieces of his body in my building's playground
I thought I was going to be sick, I thought I was going to be sick

Hey remember that time when I would only smoke Parliaments
Hey remember that time when I would only smoke Marlboros
Hey remember that time when I would only smoke Camels
Hey remember that time when I was broke
I didn't care I just bummed from my friends
Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum...

Hey remember that time when you od'ed
Hey remember that other time when you od'ed for the second time
Well in the waiting room while waiting for news of you I hallucinated I could read your mind
And I was on a lot of shit too but what I saw, man, I tell you it was freaky, freaky

@ Regina Spektor