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Klimt Eastwood
fingers contact
so kind, so strong
This way Anna. This way.
“Each cut, each scar, each burn, a different mood or time. I told him what the first one was. I told him where the second one came from. I remembered them all. And for the first time in my life, I felt beautiful.”
M. Gyllenhaal / James Spader
Secretary (2002) dir. S. Shainberg
Ratto di Polissena
Signoria's Square Florence, Italy
50 Shades of Marble
I don't like summer. I long for winter, a lit fireplace, chestnuts, wine, music in the background, tons of money in the bank it's disgusting, love all around, a good book.
Adriana Asti in
Caligula, by Tinto Brass 1979
#AdrianaAsti
#Rip
"Ripugna allo spirito umano accettare la propria esistenza dalle mani della sorte, esser null'altro che il prodotto caduco di circostanze alle quali nessun dio presieda, soprattutto non egli stesso." (I, 2: p. 26)
Divisione della Gioia
mano a mano
Patrizia Valduga ci insegna che l'amore o è così, o non è
Try to imagine Egon Schiele who, with a time machine, comes to date to represent women in 2017. With their traits suffered, their snappy white, their nerve lines, these artworks are the description of the painful beauty of a wounded woman yet alive.
This is Bael SiD
BILL BATE
- Ma cosa devo fare, allora? - Danzare. Continuare a danzare, finché ci sarà musica. ..Danzare senza mai fermarti. Non devi chiederti perché, non devi pensare a cosa significa. ..Un passo dopo l'altro, continua danzare. E tutto ciò che era irrigidito e bloccato pian piano inizierà a sciogliersi. Per certe cose non è ancora troppo tardi. I mezzi ce li hai, usali tutti. Adesso sei stanco. Stanco e spaventato. Capita a tutti. Ti sembra tutto sbagliato. Per questo i tuoi piedi si bloccano. Danzare è la tua unica possibilità. ..Se lo fai, forse anch'io potrò darti una mano. Finché c'è musica devi danzare! "So what do I have to do?" "Dance", he said. "You gotta dance. As long as the music plays. You gotta dance. Don't even think why. Start to think, your feet stop, we get stuck. We get stuck, you're stuck. So don't pay any mind, no matter how dumb. You gotta keep the step. You gotta limber up. You gotta loosen what you bolted down. You gotta use all you got. We know you're tired, tired and scared. Happens to everyone, okay? Just don't let your feet stop." I looked up and gazed again at the shadow on the wall. "Dancing is everything," continued the Sheep Man. "Dance in tip-top form. Dance so it all keep spinning. If you do that, we might be able to so something for you. You gotta dance. As long as the music plays." DANCE, DANCE DANCE - HARUKI MURAKAMI
photo by Maarten Vanden Abeele - Pina Bausch, Le Sacre du printemps
Gustav Vigeland - Kneeling Man Embracing a Standing Woman
Amo dominare la donna con il mio corpo. Farle sentire la mia presenza attraverso la pressione e il peso del mio corpo. Coprirla totalmente con esso, avvolgerla di me. Farla sentire mia, che mi appartiene. Farla sentire libera di abbandonarsi a me, sicura tra le mie braccia, e nelle mie mani.
I love to dominate the woman with my body. Let her feel my presence through the pressure and weight of my body. Hold her with it, surrounding her by me. Make her feel mine, that she belongs to me. Make her free to indulge to me, safe in my arms and my hands.
SiD please, if you want to re-blog, don’t remove my words. They are part of the post