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Extract from the movie Candy.
“Once upon a time, there was Candy and Dan. Things were very hot that year. All the wax was melting in the trees. He would climb balconies, climb everywhere, do anything for her, oh Danny boy. Thousands of birds, the tiniest birds, adorned her hair. Everything was gold. One night the bed caught fire. He was handsome and a very good criminal. We lived on sunlight and chocolate bars. It was the afternoon of extravagant delight. Danny the daredevil. Candy went missing. The days last rays of sunshine cruise like sharks. I want to try it your way this time. You came into my life really fast and I liked it. We squelched in the mud of our joy. I was wet-thighed with surrender. Then there was a gap in things and the whole earth tilted. This is the business. This, is what we're after. With you inside me comes the hatch of death. And perhaps I'll simply never sleep again. The monster in the pool. We are a proper family now with cats and chickens and runner beans. Everywhere I looked. And sometimes I hate you. Friday -- I didn't mean that, mother of the blueness. Angel of the storm. Remember me in my opaqueness. You pointed at the sky, that one called Sirius or dog star, but on here on earth. Fly away sun. Ha ha fucking ha you are so funny Dan. A vase of flowers by the bed. My bare blue knees at dawn. These ruffled sheets and you are gone and I am going to. I broke your head on the back of the bed but the baby he died in the morning. I gave him a name. His name was Thomas. Poor little god. His heart pounds like a voodoo drum.”
Doubt it, Cynthia Grow
Woman with a Cup of Coffee, 1895, Edouard Vuillard
Size: 29.8x21 cm Medium: oil on board
Alphaville: une étrange aventure de Lemmy Caution (Alphaville: A Strange Adventure of Lemmy Caution), 1965, directed by Jean-Luc Godard.
Cinema
Películas, curtas... animações que nos dão uma ideia do que gostaríamos de ser. A OST certa para o momento em que a vida faz sentido. Tirinhas da sua reação àquilo que a cerca. Sua espontaneidade vale a pena, e me comove mais do que imagina. Ninguém sabe lidar com sua transmutação em arte. Nem eu mesmo, apesar de sentir um movimento de expansão ocorrendo. Ainda que não saiba para que sirva, esse sentido lhe retornou quando mais precisava. Agora, vai... Segue um novo rumo, aceita que a vida é mutante, e escreve um novo capítulo para si.
Ewan McGregor & Eva Green, “Perfect Sense” (David Mackenzie, 2011).
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Anna Karina in Bande A Part, 1964
Anna Karina in Bande A Part, 1964