“greasy oilpastels on super qualitypaper” Hannablue is having an exhibition of her warm welcome work in Ekeren, Belgium, 20 march. Desires, seduction, feelings, speech, birth, the soul, wisdom, dreams, divinaties, intuïtie, anonymity, the seasons, human relations, old tales: Allegories in Ladyland Read the rest of ‘hannablue art: reds’ »
Birth control that really works: Every night before we go to bed we spend an hour with our kids. Read the rest of ‘birth’ »
It has been a long time that I had to laugh so much: an old drunken driver arrested by the French police… Read the rest of ‘the carpet needs a haircut’ »
Upon that day in the clear-skied month September
Beneath a sapling plum tree, quietly
I held her there, my quiet, pale beloved one
Within my arms just like a lovely dream.
And over us in the fair sky of the summer
There was a cloud on which I gazed for long
It was so very white and so immensely lofty
And when I looked up, it was gone. Read the rest of ‘Wolke’ »
The Polyphonic Spree – The Quest For The Rest is a really cute and funny point and click adventure game from makers of Samorost games. Guide three of the members of The Polyphonic Spree through three different landscapes to reunite with the rest of their band mates. For each new level you get to learn a new song from their new album. Good luck and have fun on this lazy sunday afternoon…
20 years ago I saw the almost unbearably cold and critical animationfilm, When the wind blows: a Dr. Strangelove without the cartoonish satirical elements thrown in. David Bowie wrote the title song. I worked a while on the text to make a theatreplay out of it, but I never brought it to the stage…. This is a film (1986) that wants to show the bomb drop, with little regard to the how and why, and then show in painstaking detail just how the body will rot and die afterwards. Read the rest of ‘When the wind blows’ »
An elderly couple walked into the lobby of the Mayo Clinic for a checkup and spotted a piano. They’ve been married for 62 years and he’ll be 90 this year. Check out this impromptu performance. We are only as old as we feel, it’s all attitude. Enjoy! They certainly do.
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Brasilians hottest band: Naçao Zumbie. Pupillio, their drummer, is the brother of S.W.A.N.’s singer Alé and plays on S.W.A.N.s forthcoming album..
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I don’t believe in omens or fear
Forebodings. I flee from neither slander
Nor from poison. Death does not exist.
Everyone’s immortal. Everything is too.
No point in fearing death at seventeen,
Or seventy. There’s only here and now, and light;
Neither death, nor darkness, exists.
We’re all already on the seashore;
I’m one of those who’ll be hauling in the nets
When a shoal of immortality swims by.
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Bowie describes the feelings behind the song:
It’s not as truly hostile about Americans as say “Born in the U.S.A.”: it’s merely sardonic. I was traveling in Java when [its] first McDonald’s went up: it was like, “for fuck’s sake.” The invasion by any homogenised culture is so depressing, the erection of another Disney World in, say, Umbria, Italy, more so. It strangles the indigenous culture and narrows expression of life. Read the rest of ‘i’m afraid of americans’ »
from the plastic bags and packaging at our local market, via the ocean’s fish to the woman’s breastmilk … In the ocean, there six times more plastic than plankton…. What are we doing? Read the rest of ‘plastic planet’ »
Tonight you’re mine completely
You give your love so sweetly
Tonight the light of love is in your eyes
Will you still love me tomorrow?
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This is an unusual site with a unique perspective on life. Powered with Flash technology, it takes a few minutes to load but is worth the wait. The viewer has a choice of two locations: the Modena railway station and a canal in Venice. As the viewer moves the curser around the circle, the photo changes, reflecting the life and sounds at this particular location over a 24-hour period. It makes one realize how any particular location has an ephemeral life and ambience, changing throughout the day depending upon the people that habituate it. The sound is integral to the viewing experience, so turn up your volume and enjoy.
… she makes me feel hungry, she moves so gentle, she stares just like a little girl… Read the rest of ‘I’m in love with marisa monte’ »
… is the nigger of the world… if you don’t believe it, take a look at the one you’re with… Read the rest of ‘woman’ »
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