Meeting Benches World art in all forms

CHANTER > Quel jour sommes-nous? Nous sommes tous les jours, mon ami. Nous sommes toute la vie, mon amour. Nous aimons et nous vivons. Nous vivons et que nous aimons. Et nous ne savons pas vraiment, ce qu’est la vie. Et nous ne savons pas vraiment, ce que la journée est. Et nous ne savons pas vraiment, ce qu’est l’amour. …

IMMENSE ET ROUGE > Au-dessus du Grand Palais le soleil d’hiver apparaît et disparaît, comme lui mon cœur disparaîtra. Et tout mon sang ira, aller regarder pour toi mon amour, ma beauté, et tu trouverez là où tu êtes. IMMENSE AND RED > Above the Grand Palais the winter sun appears and disappears, like it my heart will disappear. And …

Jacques Prévert was born in Paris in 1900. He left school in 1915, working at various jobs until 1920 when he served in the military in Lorraine. He was a French poet and screenwriter. In 1925, he began to associate with the surrealists, including André Breton and Louis Aragon. His first poems were published in 1930, and in 1931 there …

It causes the conservative audience, seeking personal recognition, vindicates the collective solidarity. Is a metaphysical challenge a social reality. What? A book, of course. With “The Second Sex”, Simone de Beauvoir frees the woman from their minor status, one that forces her to be “the Other” by man, without having to turn the right nor the opportunity, how to build …

ARNOLD BOCKLIN 1/3 – When in 1945 the Red Army entered Berlin, one of the five versions of a painting by Böcklin it was still hanging on the wall of the study of Hitler. That painting – born in a period spanning the last vestiges of Neoclassicism and signs devoid of Art Nouveau – has remained in Moscow for many …

ALFONS MARIA MUCHA 1/3 – When he was born in Ivančice, that land was part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. When he was still a child, it is in Brno which manifests his first interest in drawing. When at the age of 19 he moved to Vienna, working designer, of painting he increases his technical knowledge. ALFONS MARIA MUCHA 2/3 – …

When your geographical horizon extends – for business or pleasure – you have the wonderful opportunity to hear you inside, like the perfectly proportioned man (created by Leonardo da Vinci), correlating the symmetry of human anatomy to the symmetry of the universe. What you see, hear, eat and feel, it’s all inside the Vitruvian approach to life. Welcome to the …

There are four characters (two women and two men), where the events are intertwined, embracing all the colors of love, and also the dependence of a woman by her man, along with the fear of abandonment and infidelity. Yes, these are the existential parentheses around the adaptation of all our actions, emotional and social. Imagine reading a novel, which its …

I WILL THIRST By poems, by thoughts, I open one soul glimmer. With it I discover the glow of the fireplace, beneficent at this time, because on the body feels the heat, when the soul will cool to me, and I will have a thirst for words, of poetry. (Jan Maruna)

TIME LOVERS You on the finger you wrapped straw, there on the finger, where you dreamed a gold ring. I still conversed with the sun, and you already were becoming pale in the moonlight. Behind us, suddenly he began to rustle. And you had laid the shadow head, on its leaves. Hair after the hair, by it took you. It …

A PRAYER IN SPRING Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; and give us not to think so far away, as the uncertain harvest; keep us here all simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy …

SPRING AND WINTER When daisies pied and violets blue, and lady-smocks all silver-white, and cuckoo-buds of yellow hue do paint the meadows with delight, the cuckoo then, on every tree, mocks married men; for thus sings he, cuckoo! Cuckoo, cuckoo! O word of fear, unpleasing to a married ear! When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, and merry larks are ploughmen’s …

SPRING SONG The air was full of sun and birds, the fresh air sparkled clearly. Remembrance wakened in my heart, and I knew I loved her dearly. The fallows and the leafless trees, and all my spirit tingled. My earliest thought of love, and Spring’s first puff of perfume mingled. In my still heart the thoughts awoke, came lone by …