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Mike Driver
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Claire Keane

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@emsincronia
Longa exposição, fev 22.
Eles passarão. Passarinho eu.
Durante a Pandemia precisei me mudar, e sem me atentar aos detalhes, acabei alugando uma casa na cabeceira do aeroporto de Congonhas.
Quando me vi debaixo do primeiro avião que decolava, eu com problemas de audição e aquele barulho ensurdecedor, percebi que de alguma forma precisaria ressignificar aquela condição, ou não aguentaria nem por uma semana estar ali.
Foi então durante um processo de estudo de fotografia documental com o professor Renato Negrão que encontrei meu caminho para registrar esse período e minha rotina no meu pequeno jardim de metal.
Parte 2
Ensaio Dezembro de 2021.
Eles passarão. Passarinho eu.
Durante a Pandemia precisei me mudar, e sem me atentar aos detalhes, acabei alugando uma casa na cabeceira do aeroporto de Congonhas.
Quando me vi debaixo do primeiro avião que decolava, eu com problemas de audição e aquele barulho ensurdecedor, percebi que de alguma forma precisaria ressignificar aquela condição, ou não aguentaria nem por uma semana estar ali.
Foi então durante um processo de estudo de fotografia documental com o professor Renato Negrão que encontrei meu caminho para registrar esse período e minha rotina no meu pequeno jardim de metal.
Eles passarão. Passarinho eu. PARTE 1
@2019
ensaio sobre uma parte
I've searched myself.
hungry and thirsty
allow yourself to start it again
life goes on providing the fullest we allow ourselves to life
be hungry and thirsty
a vida não vai nos dar aquilo que não queremos receber
(just a personal mark on my notepad)
art, spirituality and connection: my inner tripod
extracting essencial oil from life and had experienced it intensely by contrasts, all is well balanced now
* life goes on providing the fullest we allow ourselves to live
“And you are the wilderness In a fall fast drone to the rise of your vast expanse And i feel so underdressed So civilized and small By the powers that you possess The places you grow up The tumbling ground is rough There is no domestic heart So what have we become Just pedestrian There is no domestic heart”
como eu amo o silêncio
joy so thankful >> my heart beats expands >> enjoy the ride
Let's sway . . . while color lights up your face https://www.instagram.com/p/BrNzUoLHKJj0-ljqgLSv7ZKCEnL0bobY4zVI3Y0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=mzgqhddzu18p
I don't know who the author is, I don't know the name of this piece of Art; all I know is that it's a very tiny piece of Art, set out in a corner of this enchanting maze of the 33rd São Paulo biennial of Art.
Hanging from above, it shows a tiny moon and a yin and yang image which, in my opinion, carries a monumental strength - such a small image yet so huge at the same time, in my fertile imagination.
The more subtle things I come across are, the more power they hold, a power which comes from inside, conquered in secret, kept hidden..
Maybe A: And what more? B: The sun A: What more? B: The moon A: What more? B: Solitude A: What more? B: Visual thoughts A: What more? B: Endless dreaming A: What more? B: Speechless depth A: What more? B: Its not in the past, I'm sure A: What more? B: Something tells me it will be ... A: What? B: Incredible ... not in the future, today, in the present. Is it clear? A: No, its not. But its ok. It's life... it couldn't , shouldn't be clear. It has not to be all tidy and neat all the time... impossible! A: And what more? B: Its endless. A: Whats endless? B: I dont know A: You said it is endless. B: Yes, I said it A: So? B: It is. Trying to define doesn't change it A: Thats it? B: Yes. A: And what more? B: Love. A: What about it? B: What do you think? A: You were supposed to answer B: Was I? Did I say I was going to talk about love? A: No B: So, why should I talk about it? A: You said love, it was your word. You said love, but love itself doesn't mean much, does it? B: It does for me, just as the moon and the sun A: You should develop your love ideia, I suppose B: What for? A: And then we'll see B: What? A: What is inside... Before B: What about before? I don't get it... A: Before all was one B: What??? A: The invisible glow B: Sorry... A: I dont dream B: (brief silence) What?? A: Sometimes I think I ought to dream... maybe I've sheltered it B: What more?.. A: Further than every identical place B: And what more?. A: Excuse me B: What? A: What happend here? B: U said A: Did I? B: Yes... A: (silence) B: Are you afraid? A: No. (silence) Are you? B: If I were I'm not sure I would say so. And you? Are you? A: It wouldn't change if I were B: What wouldn't change?
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