mundinho sindigato

o covil secreto

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astrobody

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menina bonita não paga mas também não anda!

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never ending

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little guy

he just like me!

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caos

caos

caos

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o natal é dos rapazes

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amigos!

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de volta ao buraco

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"Some of the details here are curious. Even those writers who are conscious of the fact that capitalism impoverishes, dehumanizes, mechanizes human beings, and who fight against it, seem to be part of the same process of impoverishment: for they too, in their writing, appeared to be less concerned with elevating man, they rush him through events, treats his inner life as a quantité négligeable and so on. They too rationalize, as it were. They fall into line with the 'progress' of physics. They abandon strict causality and switch to statistical causality, by abandoning the individual man as a causal nexus and making statements only about large groups. They even - in their own way - adopt Schrodinger's uncertainty principle. They deprive the observer of his authority and credit and mobilize the reader against himself, advancing purely subjective propositions, which actually characterize only those who make them (Gide, Joyce, Döblin). One can follow Lukács in all these observations and subscribe to his protests."

Brecht

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"Montage represents the pinnacle of this movement [Expressionism] and for this reason we are greatful to Bloch for his decision to set it so firmly in the centre of modernist literature and thought. In its original form, as photomontage, it is capable of striking effects, and on occasion it can even become a powerful political weapon. Such effects arise from its technique of juxtaposing heterogeneous, unrelated pieces of reality torn from their context. A good photomontage has the same sort of effect as a good joke. However, as soon as this one-dimensional technique - however legitimate and successful it may be in a joke - claims to give shape to reality (even when this reality is viewed as unreal), to a world of relationships (even when these relationships are held to be specious), or of totality (even when this totality is regarded as chaos), then the final effect must be one of profound monotony. The details maybe dazzlingly colorful in their diversity, but the whole will never be more then an unrelieved grey on grey. After all, a puddle can never be more than dirty water, even though it may contain rainbow tints."

Lukács

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suddenly I see you

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fui ao museu

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-> reading Lakatos

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realmente há gajos

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