Saturday, 29 January 2011
Monday, 24 January 2011
Friday, 21 January 2011
Saturday, 15 January 2011
Detail of the background
Just sticking random pictures I had at hand or drawing my dreams. Started it a while ago but sometimes I forget the existence of my notebooks for six months and then complete it again- that's why it's spread over a long period. I kind of censored myself by sticking other stuff I had on my computer on it, maybe to feel less guilty about being unable to make pure and unpersonal (disorganized) art works.
Friday, 14 January 2011
Thursday, 13 January 2011
Screen captures
Black Swan,
The Dreamers,
The Heart Is Deceitful Above All Things,
Arizona Dream,
Ladies And Gentleman, The Fabulous Stains,
Wild At heart,
Sympathy For Lady Vengeance
The spirit of the beehive - Victor Erice- 1973
"Someone to whom I recently showed my glass beehive,
with its movement like the main gear wheel of a clock...
Someone who saw the constant agitation of the honeycomb,
the mysterious, maddened commotion of the nurse bees over the nests,
the teeming bridges and stairways of wax, the invading spirals of the queen,
the endlessly varied and repetitive labors of the swarm,
the relentless yet ineffectual toil, the fevered comings and goings,
the call to sleep always ignored, undermining the next day's work,
the final repose of death far from a place that tolerates neither sickness nor tombs... -
Someone who observed these things,
after the initial astonishment had passed,
quickly looked away
with an expression of indescribable
sadness and horror. "
with its movement like the main gear wheel of a clock...
Someone who saw the constant agitation of the honeycomb,
the mysterious, maddened commotion of the nurse bees over the nests,
the teeming bridges and stairways of wax, the invading spirals of the queen,
the endlessly varied and repetitive labors of the swarm,
the relentless yet ineffectual toil, the fevered comings and goings,
the call to sleep always ignored, undermining the next day's work,
the final repose of death far from a place that tolerates neither sickness nor tombs... -
Someone who observed these things,
after the initial astonishment had passed,
quickly looked away
with an expression of indescribable
sadness and horror. "
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